"You Are My Rain"
By: Jesse Painter

it was cold and i was left
in the gutters, just like every piece
of trash thrown on the streets by
heartless adams or heartless eves.

but there is that one person, who
admires ones trash and turns it
to treasure. i don't know, you don't,
nobody knows who.

i'm hoping that one day the rain will
fall and pick me up once again.
to follow the road, the curb, wherever
she takes me. so i'm still waiting for that
one day. the one day the rain finally falls.
the one day you finally come back...
to me.

it was cold and i was left
in the gutters, just like every piece
of trash thrown on the streets by
heartless adams or heartless eves.

will you make me your treasure?

i doubt it.

"You Are My Rain"
By: Jesse Painter

it was cold and i was left
in the gutters, just like every piece
of trash thrown on the streets by
heartless adams or heartless eves.

but there is that one person, who
admires ones trash and turns it
to treasure. i don't know, you don't,
nobody knows who.

i'm hoping that one day the rain will
fall and pick me up once again.
to follow the road, the curb, wherever
she takes me. so i'm still waiting for that
one day. the one day the rain finally falls.
the one day you finally come back...
to me.

it was cold and i was left
in the gutters, just like every piece
of trash thrown on the streets by
heartless adams or heartless eves.

will you make me your treasure?

i doubt it.