cold window

When I sit by the window
Pale vindictive gleaming
Happy rain streaming
The rain pours
And I wait
The day is happy.
Rainy days bring you to call
I wait by the window
As the cold air turns my
Hands turn red
But soon you will hold them
Soon I can hold you.
I look as I sit by the window
Into the cloudy sky
Till I hear a splash of water
Not from tears or rain,
But from you.
You shake the rain from
Your fiery hair and all
Is better.
Rain is my friend because
It brings you around,
Brings your lips to mine
Your hands to mine
Hearts to bind
I sit by the
Window
But I sit with you
Your hands in mine
My lips on yours
Hearts forever one
May this window
Never become cold