This Rain Won't Last Forever.

I'm going nowhere,just soaking outside.
I'm dead in the rain,dead but alive.
I want to go home,I want to cry.

Yet,I feel that there's no use in crying,
when I should die when I think it's worth trying.
This love must be something I could live with,
but I understand,it isn't real,a myth.

I soak in this rain,which seems to turn stronger.
I look up to the sky and this is when I wonder:
What is it what I'm after?
Is it your love or the sound of your laughter?

I've waited for you,for far too long.
I have dedicated you everything,even my songs.
Just remember something,my dearest.
One day,I will fly away like a dove.
This rain won't last forever and neither does my love.