One cold rainy morning
I lay in bed, watching the rain
grasping at those good old days in vain
Miles and miles apart, you were
and even more apart, we were
She is but a dream astray
to my heart I did pray
But drunk in reverie of yesteryears
tired though it pined for yours
And so one cold rainy morning
I lay in bed, mourning
My hands dripping crimson
as I slipped into the unknown
I lay in bed, watching the rain
grasping at those good old days in vain
Miles and miles apart, you were
and even more apart, we were
She is but a dream astray
to my heart I did pray
But drunk in reverie of yesteryears
tired though it pined for yours
And so one cold rainy morning
I lay in bed, mourning
My hands dripping crimson
as I slipped into the unknown
