Rainfall

Tip-tap, goes the rain against my shoes
Tip-tap, sings the rain its gentle blues
I should be chill, but warmth runs through me
A memory so soft and fleeting
I cannot think, for I have only
Thoughts of love this summer evening

Pit-pat, fall the leaves against my sill
Pit-pat, and the rain is singing still
Try to forget that love's just left me
But a memory so soft and fleeting
An impression in the bed is only
All I have this autumn evening

Drip-drop, lands the rain on soggy fields
Drip-drop, always rains and never yields
A bitter chill just seeps into me
While a memory so soft and fleeting
Haunts my thoughts, now filled with only
Pains of love this winter's evening

Tip-tap, falls the rain in springtime's heat
Tip-tap, and its tune is bittersweet
A new year's growth invigorates me
And a memory so soft and fleeting
Leans in close and whispers softly
Songs of love this April evening

Still it falls
Still it falls
The pleasure of a love remembered
The sorrow of a love recalled