The rain is falling,
and the skies are gray.
That's not how it was
when we woke up.
This morning,
the sun was shining,
and you were smiling.
Then the rain came,
and washed that smile
right off your face.
Now,
the clouds are here,
and where we stand,
remains unclear.
Now,
the sun is hiding,
and the rain is falling.
Your smile is gone,
and my eyes are crying,
and I can't tell
the difference
between my tears,
and the rain falling.
Maybe,
that's because they
are one in the same.