I have a blurry memory of seeing you walking on the rain,
I remember it as if it was a part of a dream that most of it
I had forgotten,
And from the entire dream all I remember is seeing you
walking on the rain.

I remember you as if you were a dream that I held close to
my heart,
A dream that I had revived over and over in my conscious,
That dream, I wanted to make real, by being with you.

As if the whole world was on pause for those magical
moments,
I saw you walking by me, haven't even seen me,
But I saw you, as a memory I don't want to let go of.

I remember that day as a dream that was so real and yet like
a fantasy,
Hold me, don't walk away, I want to talk to you,
Will I ever see you again...?

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