Rain Dancer
So many things to do
But I can’t concentrate tonight
Somehow I can’t convince myself
That everything will be all right
I don’t think I’ll be ok
And all my friends seem to know
But the only one here to call on me
Is the rain, rapping on my window
And through the rippling glass
Again, I sit and stare
Down the empty city streets
And sure enough, she’s there
In pigtails and pink ribbons
Ignorant of her age
Dancing for her unseen audience
Upon the asphalt stage
Tell me little figurant
How to dance beside my dreams
How to hear laughter though my tears
Teach me nothing’s as it seems
And make me believe it,
Beautiful rain dancer
Let me spend some time with you
Tell me why I act this way
And do the things I do
Then teach me how to be like you
Little ballerina
Teach me to dance in the rain
Tie ribbons in my hair
And let me be like you again
Free me from my pragmatic chain
i'm having a hard time on doing so.
Thank you in advance Sir.
It's almost inspiring. Scratch that. It IS inspiring.
combination.....I really enjoyed this it's really gorgeous.
I love to write it's who I am a writer and I'm happy to have
stumbled upon this....beautiful