Sitting all alone I hear the tapping of the rain Dance ballerina dance Talking with the rain in some small city I feel the pain, she's dancing all alone Thinking how we'd wait together sitting by the fire in weather just like this Playing lovers' games; hoping the rain would never end And I thought about the night we met How the gentle rain fell down, kissed the ground Then I knew no one ever could take your place Nothing seems the same but the falling rain You've gone away Walking by the sea; sitting beneath a tree; You are not here..