I don’t mind if she’s so shy she only comes at night these days
She drips so soothingly over her skin
I don’t mind that she’s gone by the time I wake up
Her memory strewn all around
But I live for the day when she returns to the light
When the rain falls from the skies just right
I want to feel on my skin that everything is alright
Baby come back to me tonight
It was sundown the light was here no more
But she was hanging out at the back door
Watching pieces of her falling to the floor
Baby come back to the day again
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