Kathys Song
I hear the drizzle of the rain,
like a memory it falls.
Soft and warm, continuing,
tapping on my roof and walls.
And from the shelter of my mind,
through the window of my eyes,
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets,
to England where my heart lies.
My mind's distracted and diffused,
my thoughts are many miles away.
They lie with you when you're asleep,
and kiss you when you start the day.
And a song I was writing was left undone,
I don't know why I spend my time
writing songs I can't believe,
with words that tear and strain to rhyme.
And so you see I have come to doubt;
all that I once held as true.
I stand alone without believes,
the only truth I know is you.
And as I watch these drops of rain
weave their weary paths and die.
I know that I am like the rain,
there but for the grace of you go I.