the rain clouds above are dotting my eyes with tears
empty tears, full of nothing tears
for i did not laugh nor am i in pain
yet tears are racing down my cheeks
perhaps i can fill them with my own love or hate
i envy these tears, and the clouds that cry
all these little drops do is fall from the sky
to my skin
and then the ground
they don’t give it a thought, they don’t even care
and when the sun will come out they’ll just go up there
again
then dot my eyes once more when the forecast says rain
i wish to be this empty
i wish to be this free
but all i can ask is for this rain to go away
and perhaps come back, another day