People started singing a song
T'was melodic, beautiful yet long
Notes were floating
Amidst the air, no more loathing

The singing ends
then my feeling bends
from me
towards him

Under the pouring rain
i was back to being sane
my heart was in pain
from then it refrains

Water, gushing through the pavement,
penetrates each step
from the beautiful past to the sunset of the present
my soul is at its pep

My smile was best than ever
but my head thinks of an answer
to a question at the back of my mind
i see everything, i'm not "that" blind

i held your hand
you held mine
i touched your heart
you touched mine

the smell of rain
in my body, it remains
the sound which the water makes
takes something away: heartaches