I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing

Tapping on my roof and walls

My mind's distracted and confused

My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
Kiss you when you start the day


And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die

I know that I am like the rain
There before the grace of you go I
Title: Kathy's Song (Eva Cassidy)