Rainy fall in my field of view,
Rainclouds weep, as I think of you,
A city that is sad, is all that I see,
I think of you...thinking of me.
The sky is grim and crying still,
I still want you, with all of my will,
Your scent is still on my skin
You where right when you said you'd win,
I sit inside looking out
My soul is stirring, wanting to get out.
I look to the dark gray sky
My sense of self asking me...why,
My hope is lost and hoping still,
To still have you, is all I will.
In the end I cannot stand
without you, my life is at an end.