We’ve been over forever and a day.
There comes a time in someone’s life
when they can no longer stay,
when goodbye’s the only way.

And still, I think of you -
On rainy evenings when the sky’s grey
and the thunder claps in applause
for what was.

Those crazy nights lying awake
counting the lightening striking
wondering -

Do you think of me?
Do you hold me close in a memory?
On this rainy night
is someone holding you?
Will she become a memory too?