Waiting for nothing.
There she was sitting in the rain
Sad that nobody was there when it counts
It was a small storm and getting dark
Looking up at the sky
Sadly smiling
Remember how she used to love the rain
Somehow just can’t bring herself to cry
Just tired and cold
Listening to life lesson in the pouring rain
Thinking of the price that she’s not willing to pay
Then she got up
Brave the downpour and start walking
She promised that she will start carrying the umbrella again
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