When the rain drops on my lips, I think of you.
When the mist swirls round my head, just like the dew,
I recall times when our love was a slippery slope.
I recall times when we felt, there was no hope.

When I felt cold, when we touched, I felt abuse.
When the pain lingered and I thought, there was no use.
When I looked deep in your eyes, just emptiness.
When you looked blank, I was hurt, I must confess.

Now we work hard and time will tell.
The pain subsides and we both are well.

Now when rain drops I think of you.
Now when mist swirls, I like the dew.