I called you up

and I got to hear your soft,

Beautiful voice on the telephone again.

We talked for a while,

you said you were

sorry for not being here.

I tried to meet you

all the way, but it wasn't to be this time,

so I traveled the road alone.

Later on in the dark night,

a strong rain came down that

kept me up all night long

with its soft patter in Storm Lake.