Sometimes, you hear lyrics but you hear them wrong… and end up liking your version better.
it’s the rain that i hear falling dropping down my face like tears
a wild monsoon waking
it’s marching at the window crossed crowded boulevards
my lonesome heart bleeds clear
the fog rolls thru my doorway slowly pulls around me near
the death tolls ring again
darling where did it go when was it over why
why
hear me waiting
a stranger so long becomes a ghost it’s what i fear the most
the pain that i see coming
the clouds roll thru; now my quiet vigil begins
it’s the storm approaching that i feel
darling where did it go when was it over why
why
hear me waiting