Rain Language

Your sheets had broken free from the corners I don't mind a mess if it isn't mine Through the window pane A rain starts Pouring through the orange streetlights That night, I dreamt of dad and the atom bomb When I woke up, it was still dark outside I heard you talk in your sleep And prayed the storm might keep Rain language This time I think it might Stay here with me awhile For now, it feels so nice to come over Spend the night two or three times a week Waking each morning To showers and dream meanings But there is a rule in this world That nothing stays These sudden joys of our love Will fade As the days give way Rain language This time I think it might Stay here with me awhile If anything in this world Could ever stay I'd hope for us as we are Today The ancient cycle of rain Through your window pane Everything lost is returned someday