Conversations over the smallest things
Thoughts of each other
Nights of talking
I still can't tell the truth

Morning skies rush to the north
The rainy cloud stations over south
Nature doesn't know which way to go
So do you

There is no dawn, no new beginning
No stretch of imagination
That brought us together
No way forward

Two strangers under the umbrella of the sky
Running from the rain
There's no real truth
Only comforting lies