Mar 03, 2006 10:34
Rain on my windshield
Cold air on my face
A heart that never heals
But never fails to ache
My music is on
And my mind on something else
Or so it is
I always tell myself
It’s cold
And you slip into my mind
The way you'd hold me
So warm and so nice
But I'm alone in
This freezing cold car
Alone like I have been
Like you always are
As the air touches my face
A tear forms in my eye
I wonder if I have been erased
As I begin to cry
I can barely see ahead of me
I just think of you
You never thinking of me
Me never meaning anything to you
Now I don't think
The tears just flow
In unison with the rain
Whenever I go home...