Hard Rain

The words came like a hard rain. And your smile changed like a hurricane. And your breath smells like cardamom. And the words came just like a hard rain.

I recall you said you missed me. I was afraid I acted desperately. I recall you said it for hours. Then again it doesn't matter.

I never tried, I never dared, I wish I'd said something. But I've been standing outside your door, at least that's something.

And your breath smells like cardamom. And the words came just like a hard rain.

I try to tell myself at night when the dusty old pictures are all out of sight that I think I will be alright. Just don't come closer morning light