I hear the drizzle on the way
  Like a memory it falls
  Soft and warm continuing
  Tapping on my roof and walls
  
  My mind's distracted and confused
  My thoughts are many miles away
  They lie with you in your sleep
  And kiss you when you start your day
  
  And as I watch the drops of rain
  Weave their weary paths and die
  I know that I am like the rain
  There but for the grace of you go I