Sitting all alone I hear the tapping of the rain
  Dance ballerina dance
  Talking with the rain in some small city I feel the pain,
  she's dancing all alone
  Thinking how we'd wait together
  sitting by the fire in weather just like this
  Playing lovers' games; hoping the rain would never end
  And I thought about the night we met
  How the gentle rain fell down, kissed the ground
  Then I knew no one ever could take your place
  
  Nothing seems the same but the falling rain
  You've gone away
  Walking by the sea; sitting beneath a tree;
  You are not here..