
I’ve always loved the rainy day,
And searched for rhymes along the way.
When will you come, when will you appear?
Will you laugh with me when rain is near?
I wait for you, I wonder when
We’ll finally meet where, how, and then?
Do you love the rain as I do?
Will you light up my heart anew?
That light I seek is made of love,
And hope that betrayal stays far above.
I wonder when my dream comes true,
Or what rare treasure I’m searching for in you.
Perhaps one day, I’ll write many a letter,
To someone who makes my rainy days better.