i can’t stand
the rain against my window
can’t stand
the symphony of drops
tapping gently on my door
can’t stand
the rythm it evokes
and the uncertainty
of it all

i look out of my window
and the sun is up and high
shining its blinding light
feeding the eternal flowers
then the sun dies
and out of the blue
the rain starts
the clouds cover the sky
so dark
so deep
they cry in sync
so sad
so dim

and i cry with the clouds
pour down on my room
over my bed
against the pictures of you

and i cry even harder
when the clouds leave me alone
to cry to myself
because it is still dark out there
and there’s no one to keep me whole

and i can’t stand
that feeling i get
when the clouds cry
and wet my window
with their tender tears
can’t stand the feeling i get
when i think of you
and cry my eyes out
picturing your touch