I walked down the quiet roads filled with daffodils
Our feelings merged and made a beautiful green
The lamppost stood there, sighing, waiting
Waiting for my silhouette like everyday in the evening

The rain fought with the breeze for my longing touch
Drops flirted with my hair and merged into dew
Water caressed in through my parted lips
And I tasted, bland, reminiscent of how I feel without you.