Rain falls from the sky,
each drop, a tear,
each flash, a painful thought,
each memory, crystal clear.
The sky is bright,
the lightning strikes,
do i know if it's a lie?
I'll never know, won't say good bye.
It's over, I know,
but why do I still think:
'Why is he with her?'
Why do I sink?
The rain still falls,
creating a vast sea,
I'm drowning in thoughts,
memories, and pain,
and can't you see?
this is now me...
