Here I stay, waiting for you to say, the something I need to hear.
Looking up, to the sky, staring where the moon should be, as the clouds roll in.
The thunder rolls in the sound of my weeping soul.
Here I am, waiting for you,
With blood covered wings, in the rain.
To clean your love from me.
I lay on the roof, when the heavens cry, thinking of you.
I wonder where you are, and where you should be.
Right, next to me.
In the rain of my pain.
Feeling the knife twist inside me.
Waiting for your voice, carried in the wind.
Waiting for your warm arms around me.
To save me from the cold snow, that is falling all around me.
Here I am.
Alone in the rain of my pain.
Alone in the cold snow of death.
Waiting for your voice, in the rain.
