Thoughts of rain at sunset Clouds of rainbow blue Thoughts of sun on sand-dunes Where the seabirds flew This was our season, and we said it couldnt end But my love left with the rain. Thoughts of leaves in autumn Falling from the trees Thoughts of hoaring tree tops Leading to the sea This was our season, no lies and no pretend But my love left with the rain. Thoughts of springtime rainfall Touching flowers that bend Thoughts of wind in willows Days that never end This was our season, but sorrow waited round the bend For my love left with the rain. Rains the way you move now Sun the way you seem Leaves the way you wonder Flowers the way you dream This was our season, and we said it couldnt end But my love left with the rain
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