Pitter patter, pitter patter Not of rain it's my heart When it showers it dreads their patter My ears echo their patter Long after they cease to pelt Not even its breeze Can give some peace
You're the hard ground and I'm the rain Gladly falling for you, ignoring the pain Could've stayed in the sky at cloud nine But can't stop pouring till you're soggy and mine
the color of love is you and I a perfect symphony of sound falling endless like rain sprinkling a piece of forever silently etched into the capsule of time