The mist creeping in ,draping the green in white
And The blue in ever evangelic shades of grey
Bestowing the Soil ,the nectar it brought from a bounty stolen from God
The rain fell ,the rustic aroma that surrounds my whole town
As heavenly and pure as you walked in white silhouette
And the drops falling making the grass even more smooth
And your face more cleaner for me to gaze- pleasant as a winter moon
A little did you turn around and walked away ,I follow you there
You lead me to my God ,You Lead to my God
You ain’t just a one night dream; I see you even in daylight
As you live where my GOD stays ,You Live where My god Stays
Don’t leave me o Dear, this isn’t my fate
Just my last words turn back ,come back ,so that I could love you as my God
Bring back the rain ,come o dear ,turn to me and let me have the rain
And my god to see me again when you come about ,when you come about…
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
The mist creeping in ,draping the green in white
And The blue in ever evangelic shades of grey
Bestowing the Soil ,the nectar it brought from a bounty stolen from God
The rain fell ,the rustic aroma that surrounds my whole town
As heavenly and pure as you walked in white silhouette
And the drops falling making the grass even more smooth
And your face more cleaner for me to gaze- pleasant as a winter moon
A little did you turn around and walked away ,I follow you there
You lead me to my God ,You Lead to my God
You ain’t just a one night dream; I see you even in daylight
As you live where my GOD stays ,You Live where My god Stays
Don’t leave me o Dear, this isn’t my fate
Just my last words turn back ,come back ,so that I could love you as my God
Bring back the rain ,come o dear ,turn to me and let me have the rain
And my god to see me again when you come about ,when you come about…
