The rain falls soft,
the rain falls sweet,
it seeps in through the cracks in the window,
just as you do to my soul,
penetrating every boundary,
makin me feel knee deep in the sea,
soon to go under,
but to go under,
it would make me immersed,
immersed in you,
because at 12 AM,
the dry fields are flooded blue,
at 12 AM,
I'm flooded,
with you.
