I woke up this morning and the sky was all grey
I packed up my things and I drove away
The sky opened up and the rain began falling
and my heart started calling your name
The infinite sounds of goodbye
keep time with the heartbroken sky
and the rhythm of rain on my windshield
is the drum of pain in my mind
and I may follow the storm
but I long to be safe and warm
for chasing after a dream
is harder than it may seem
when the one that's left behind
is the dream you hope to find
By AMT
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