• Love is not what you think it is
    and braking up never really is
    Like the water that rises in the sky
    and comes down again
    The rain only stops
    but never goes away
    and always comes back
    another day
    And it is without the rain
    the earth becomes lifeless and dry
    Though it might hurt you
    and make you cry
    Be thankful for the rain
    without it you might die

    You might think it is over
    until you discover
    it comes over you again
    And don’t you fret
    if it makes you wet
    It is the moisture
    that most all of life grows by