If raindrops were my thoughts about you,
It would be raining all day.
If there are no more words to say.
My mind open’s, to enjoy the view.
By the touch of your hand.
All my worries begin to decay.
All my doubts, away.
And my memories take me to a far land.
If only you could see.
If only you could remember.
You would remember our days in September
You would see, you never want to flee.
Our souls attached by a thin string.
So fragile, so thin but never will be broken.
Words, thoughts still unspoken.
My soul finds yours on a bird’s wing