Stood out in the rain Let it soak me down Before I called you . . . I called You didn´t see me there Hidden by the rain
Beneath your window . . . but I saw you
Putting on your face before the Mirror on the wall Dreaming that the looking glass was me Catching your fondest gazes Living through your fickle phases I love you
And it´s getting easier each day To weep about you Harder every night to sleep without you How many years must I be driven By this dream Of love with you?
Spend my dimes on phones Trying just to talk but
You don´t answer . . . you let it ring
Spend my nights alone Catching falling stars to Give to you, love They´re just for you
For stars fall every time a Lover has to face the truth And far too many stars have fell on me And as they trail the skies And burn their paths upon my eyes I cry