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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