It starts to rain as I try once more,
To relive seeing the face I so adore;
I close my eyes, and like times before,
Wish I was there, right outside your door.
Tonight again I'll do the deed,
So my princess I beg you heed:
As my dream takes flight to where you're stayin',
Would you open the door, and let me in?
A part of me wants to lie down and cry -
Feed the despair that prevails within.
Still though I'm weary I cannot deny,
That the thought of you keeps me livin'...