Solitude owns my heart A scorned little piece of dream Like my art Perhaps my mind was fraught Sick of one broken thought A cultivated memory of your grave Now I'm waiting for the skies To bring you close So I run Into the rain And I run Into the rain In those raindrops Echoes of your voice I’ve heard Making me forget that day When all the colors of may They went to a dull black grief So I run Into the rain And now I feel you As I run Into the rain So I run into the rain