Photo credit: Arnold PouteauWe just left eachother
I walked out the door
2000 miles apart
I was coming home to you
The ground was still wet
From the leaves, drops fell on my head
I thought of you
You thought of me instead
Waiting for the rain
to bring us back together again
Waiting for the rain
to find you in our bed
Waiting for the rain
We’d talk for hours
without ever speaking a word
We felt eachother’s touch
without ever using our hands
Waiting for the rain
to bring us back together again
Waiting for the rain
to find you in our bed
Waiting for the rain
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