Kathy's Song

I hear the drizzle of the rain like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to England where my heart lies. My mind´s distracted and diffused. My thoughts a re many miles away. They lie with you when you´re asleep And kiss you when you start your day. And the song I was writing is left undone I don´t know why I spent my time Writing songs I can´t believe with words that tear and you strain to rhyme. And so I have come to doubt all that I once held as true I stand alone without beliefs. The only truth I know is you. And as I watch the drops of rain weave their weary paths and die I know that I am like the rain There before the grace of you go I.