And while they sat and waited,
Sat and waited for the rain,
They opened their eyes
Opened their eyes to the sun,
Something started,
But as yet,
Not begun…

And while they sat and waited
Sat and waited for the rain
She thought whilst watching
Thought whilst watching the sun rise…

A little drop can kill a flame
A little knife a rose
A thousand drops wont kill the sun
Nor thousand knives our love
But then again,
No one knows

In a thought of relevance,
In a thought
In a thought of love,
A thought that’s bought,
In a thought of vengeance,
Someone help me from up above,
That’s the thought of one lost little dove,

It’s been like this so long,
He wrote a song that still uses her,
She’ll never found out why you left here,
No day goes by without sorrow,
Still to young to beg or borrow,
Hearts to follow,
Vague intentions,
Mix with my short attention…

And while they sat and waited
Waited right they’re for the rain
Her hand moved down and searched for his,
She’ll close her eyes and hope for his touch,
The touch she craves so much…

She thought...
A little drop can kill a flame
A little knife a rose
A thousand drops wont kill the sun
Nor thousand knives our love
Will she feel his heart again?
Will it be different?
Or much the same…