Rain - Apashe, Kroy

When it rains

Will you think of me

Will you wander off into your head

Shield your eyes from everything you said

Would remain, when I fall asleep

And wake up to someone else instead

Like you were never really here, in the first place

Never really here, in the first place

Like you were never really here

If anything goes

If anything goes

If anything goes

If anything goes then why won’t you come to me

I wrote you in prose, but you never seemed to read

Ghost in my heart and monster in the streets

I met you under a dying olive tree

I miss picking you up, wherever you are

And taking you with me wherever i want

I miss picking you up, wherever you are

And taking you with me wherever i want

When it rains

Will you think of me

Will you think of all the things you said

With your hands crossed tied around my neck

Babe the pain

The way you let me bleed out

Did I dream or was I being blind

Did I die or is this making it out alive

Did I dream or was I being blind

Did I die or is this making it out alive

I miss picking you up, wherever you are

And taking you with me wherever i want

I miss picking you up, wherever you are

And taking you with me wherever i want