Drips and Drops, falling on my window. I lie here in my bed, head on my pillow. I try to stop, these never ending thoughts.
This sound of rain, makes me feel, like I‘ve come home. Homesick, that’s what I am. Since you left me, and I cant stand, on my own.
The smell of rain, it’s bittersweet. A fresh breeze of air fills the room, and I wish that I could delete, these memories I made of you and me. Drips and Drops, that’s what we were. You dripped when I drowned, and you dropped what I had found.
Drips and Drops, falling on my window. The rain slowly stops, and I am back in reality.
I wish that I could, hold you one more time, in this baggy hoodie of mine. Drips and Drops, stopped falling on my window.
The rain is over. And the fire inside me, still flickers. For you.