Saying goodbye now 

Looking at friends 

A lump comes in my throat 

Hearing them all speak of you 



It rains 

We have no umbrealla brought 

With which the wind be fought 

The seething rain weeps for you 



Speaking of better days 

There are so many things I want to say 

SHould I re-live my life 

I'd run into you much sooner 



Time has, it would seem 

Qickened it's pace 

Leaving upon your face 

A curly smile meant just for me 



Speaking of better days 

I try to remember everything 

But as the years go by 

The dark moments lift 

Like rain clouds do 



With destruction hands 

And low lit snow becoming 

Winter body aches 



Speaking of better days 

I try to remember everything 

But as the years go by 

The dark moments lift 

Like rain clouds do