Stood out in the rain.

Let it soak me down,

Before I called you:

I called you.



You did not see me there,

Hidden by the dark,

Beneath your window,

But I saw you.



When putting on a face for the mirror on the wall.

Dreaming that the looking glass is you.

Catching my fondest gazes;

Living through my fickle phases.

I love you.



Spend my time on 'phones,

Tryin' just to talk,

But you didn't answer:

You let it ring.



Spend my nights alone,

Catching fallin' stars,

To give to you, love.

They're just for you.



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.



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?