The ominous clouds roll in
Thoughts of outrunning them 
Cross my mind again 
I want to hide, but nowhere to go.
The rain starts to hit the window 
I look at the drops 
where gravity draws them
Slowly flowing
like the ones dampening my cheeks 
The sun peaks out
Maybe a little hello 
I turn my back
Instead, I go back to the shadows
Where the rain is comfort 
I guess I like it here