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I heard the pitter patter of the rain on my window

Pressure increased with every drop

The rain fell like tears from my eyes

As i fell distressed

To my knees



The rain progressed on

My heart began to leak

Like the rain from the gutter outside

Feeble and weak

As i fell distressed

To my knees



I wouldn't mind

If i could find the things i felt inside

If i could only find somewhere

I'm wanted



I wouldn't mind

If i could find

The roof inside my mind

But it wasn't what i wanted all along

At the time i felt so wrong