Summer Rain

 

Music and Lyrics by Patrick Godfrey Copyright 2008 Apparition Music Inc. SOCAN

 

I hear the lonely whistle blowing,

Across the sea, from the distant hill.

I always feared the day when youÕd be going,

YouÕre gone, but I feel your spirit still.

 

By these teardrops on my cheek,

My silent heartÕs betrayed.

ItÕs not only love, but truth we seek,

ItÕs just the way weÕre made.

 

So though my strengths and weaknesses

Keep changing places,

I remain the same.

 

Searching for your faces,

In this gentle summer rain.

 

Rain, rain, rain,

YouÕll never come again.

 

Wild roses, blooming on the green hill,

Their ancient perfume, floating on the air.

The wrenÕs sweet song, the morning light,

All is so still.

I speak your names, I know that you are there.

 

Through clouded eyes I see this world

That you no longer know.

My senses yours, our hearts unfurled,

It always has been so.

I canÕt forget, escape regret, and yet my soul rejoices all the same.

I am listening for your voices,

In this gentle summer rain.

 

Rain, rain ,rain,

YouÕll never come again.

 

Summer rain.

 

I know this heartache, this deep sorrow,

Is the price we pay for knowing love.

And that lifeÕs not ours, and our time is borrowed,

From the earth beneath our feet,

And the sky above.

 

So many years, my thirsty ears,

Listened, but in vain,

For my dry heart to find the part

To sing away the pain.

 

But lost inside the noise,

The simple joys and healing laughter still remain.

Now IÕm standing on this hillside,

Singing in the summer rain.

 

Rain, rain, rain,

YouÕll never come again.

 

Summer rain.

 

I hear the lonely whistle blowing,

Across the sea from the distant hill.