Rain pours deep in heart,
with this wonder how and why,
and in my busiest of days,
there is still
too much time
to cry.
The pain runs so deep
and true,
how could it ever end?
I need the love
and understanding
of my lover,
and my friend.
Hold me tight,
if you can,
help me
to know,
these things
I need,
I really need
to know.
The
how
and
why
of
it
all.
