Paper hearts and window panes,
Raindrops write your name again.
Every drop, a sweet refrain,
Whispering where you have been.
I walk alone through silver gray,
Thinking of the words we’d say.
Our love was written soft and plain—
Like letters in the rain.
Oh, darling, can you hear me?
Still the thunder sighs your name.
The night stands still, your echo calls—
I feel the same, through letters in the rain.
Old perfume and faded lace,
I still remember your embrace.
Every shadow seems to trace
The outline of your face.
The vinyl spins our favorite song,
A melody where we belong.
I hum it low, and feel again
Your name in letters in the rain.
Time may wash the ink away,
But my heart keeps it anyway.
Every tear, each soft refrain,
Still falls like letters in the rain.
Oh darling, can you hear me?
Still the thunder sighs your name.
The night stands still, your echo calls—
I feel the same, through letters in the rain.
Forever yours—your joy, your pain.
My love, my letter in the rain.