Pitter, patter is what I hear as I listen to the rain. It fall's against my window and hits gently on the pane... As I lie in bed at night with the rain falling gently down. I think of you lying next to me just listening to the sound... The gentle tapping in our ears as I made sweet love to you. It's a memory that will alway's be in my heart, forever true... I remember how we talked and laughed and held each other tight. I, also, remember how we loved until the morning light... And as I lie here listening to the rain on the window sill. My memories of you and I remain- and always, always will... So, gentle rain that make's life sweet and clean and fresh and new. Keep falling down on my window pane till I get back to you...
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