DANCING IN THE RAIN
                 (C)1995 Jason Kessler - Still Life



  It was a cold September morning
  The rain was pouring down
  I saw her wandering aimlessly through the streets
  She looks at her reflection in the puddles on the ground
  Kicks the image right square in the face
  She runs away .. Screaming .. Crying .. Crying...
  On that same September morning
  A young man watched from his window 
  He knocks the pictures from his wall
  Wishes he was worthy of her now .. Worthy of her now
  .. And maybe all she needs is 
  .. Someone like him to hold her when she is blue
  .. And maybe all he needs is
  .. Her to say .. I love you 

  What Can I do to take away your pain
  Could let it wash away while we are dancing in the rain
  Hold on to me, don't let me go till we see the morning sun
  Hold on to hope and this could be .. a dream .. now reality
  ...... reality

  A year has gone by now, and he never found the strength to say
  Exactly what was on his heart.
  He walks to her there as she is standing in the rain
  With the words on the tip of his tounge
  She turns and utters .. I love you 
  While the blood from her wrists flows Down the gutter
  Down .. Pours Down

  I stood there holding her in the rain
  Screaming to God..... No !!!    No !!!
  
  I still see you, your dancing in the rain
  I can taste the rain on my tounge
  Sometimes at night, I lie awake and I cry
  Wishing you had'nt gone
 
  If only I had the strength to tell you
  If only I could say

  What could I do to take away you pain
  I just lay there holding her in the pouring rain
  Holding her close as I watched her fade away
  She just lay there crying in the pouring rain