Hold Me in the Rain

Rain on the sill again. Brown leaves on your coat. You shake out the day, And I don’t let go. Your hands are cold and small. Mine find them by habit. We stand at the glass like we’re meant to Come back to this. The trees are letting go. The sky is leaning low. And every drop that falls feels like a sign To stay. Hold me in the rain. Hold me in the rain. Autumn knows our names, and I know yours the Same. Hold me in the rain. Hold me in the rain. If the season fades away, I still choose your Frame. I still choose your frame. Tea on the burn. Steam in the blue. Your laugh hits the room Like a scarf pulled through. We leave muddy prints On the old front step. You say time can change us, But not what we kept. The wind is turning fast. The branches writing glass. And every fallen leaf brings me back to You. Hold me in the rain. Hold me in the rain. Autumn knows our names, and I know yours the Same. Hold me in the rain. Hold me in the rain. If the season fades away, I still choose your Frame. Let the evening fall. Let the cold roll in. We can be the warmth that the weather can’t Mend. When the roads go pale and the fields Go bare, still find your hand like it’s waiting There. Hold me in the rain. Hold me in the rain. Autumn knows our names, and I know yours the Same. Hold me in the rain. Hold me in the rain. If the season fades away, I still choose your Frame. Hold me In the rain. Hold me in the rain. Brown leaves cold my heart. All of it stays here. All of it stays here.