Sometimes when it's raining I think about you. I think about you all the way over there, with all that ocean and all thos years between us.

I think about if you're doing well, what your bedroom looks like,what you are doing at the moment. I think about the times when there wasnt any ocean between us and my time was your time. I think about when I knew the answers about you, because they were my answers as much as they were yours.

Sometimes, when it's raining, I wonder if it is raining where you are too.....