Rain falls down and makes streaks across my bedroom window.
I look through the glass and ponder the mystery which you have become.
You were my sunshine within the storm of our lives and now youre just a streak across my heart.
When I look into your eyes I think I capture what I once knew, but I know it is no longer there.
My sorrow weighs me down.
Like the dampness for the cold rain soaked into my clothing.
Wet cold and tired I realize.
Ill never have my girl again.
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