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 but for the grace of you go I