Today came as no surprise.
The tears that fell, foretold.
My fate to be with open arms
but not a soul to hold.
My heart to be so full of love
but feeling so much pain,
like wishing wells run dry,
like the last goodbye,
like rain.

Maybe it's my destiny
forever to be alone,
to write the words to love songs
but no love of my own.
To daydream far too much
for anyone that's sane,
like wishes ever coming true,
like loving you.
Like rain.

I tried again to care,
to give a little more.
But how much can I give
from the outside of the door?
Still reason bends for wonder
and love may break the chains.
Like the tide that never turns,
like I never learn.
Like rain. 


by Lisa (Teel) Rodriguez
1983