With a thought I cant capture
I shall wait for the rapture
-And sit upon ideas-
As if they were my Gold
Or my sunshine or a hand to hold

She said there is power in the rain
Hearts don't need  to change with pain
-There has to be an instance-
where something changed from the worse
where a good man rises from his curse

Even bad men fall in love
In water they must stay above
-And some hearts may come back home-
To the beginning of some path
Before they forgot how to laugh

Second chances are not curses
more like pages with no verses
-A wanting so intense-
That you shall be allowed no rest
Until you get a heart back in your chest