Like a sweet dream it falls

 

 

Prejudice is a terrible thing, isn’t it ? Now I know I’m in love with this rainy song, its beautiful lyric. And I’m in love with Eva Cassidy. She died, but her existence will last many more years, in many hearts, in mine.

I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls

(And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To a land where my heart lies)

My mind’s distracted and confused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you’re asleep
Kiss you when you start the day

(Now the song I was writing is left undone
I don’t know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can’t believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held was true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you)

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There before the grace of you go I

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