SHE'S MY KIND OF RAIN
When a woman comes into view...
He is wishing it were she and not you.
There is an emotional shower.
A wave of regret for an hour.
It's shocking, strange and very true.
Not having her makes him blue.
There will be no satisfaction with his mate or wife.
He has had these feelings all his life.
Never can he see the love in her eyes.
No sounds reach his ears of her cries.
Time can pass and things may work out.
But, his face carries his special pout.
All her efforts have gone to waste.
Her beauty he never notices in his haste.
Sometimes in her life she feels the rain on her face.
She bows her head in disgrace.
Time has come for her to tell him goodbye.
And he will sit there and wonder why.
November 20. 2003
For all the ladies who were never appreciated.
SHE'S MY KIND OF RAIN~~Tim McGraw
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