It's raining all night and
I am thinking of you.
As water running down my
window, I am thinking of
you.
With each seconds ticks
in the clock in my empty
room, I am thinking of you.
With the fan running and
breaking the silence, I am
thinking of you.
With the unsound sleep and
searching eyes, I am thinking
of you.
Yes, I am thinking of you
all the time of my lonely
life.
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