Lyric

The rain taps soft on my windowpane

A symphony played with a sweet refrain

The trumpet calls, a lone lament

A fleeting love, a heart misspent

The streets shine wet with the city’s glow

Reflection whispers of what we know

Electric notes hum low and true

Like memories washed in midnight’s blue

Oh, raindrop serenade, sing me still

Time has a way of bending its will

Your tears and mine, they blur and blend

Each night begins where the day won’t end

The shadows dance to the drummer’s beat

While echoes linger down empty streets

The trumpet cries out our lost romance

Under this rain, we’ve had our chance

The electric keys sigh so forlorn

A melody born from hearts long torn

The room is dark, but your face is clear

A ghost that follows year by year

Oh, raindrop serenade, sing me still

Time has a way of bending its will

Your tears and mine, they blur and blend

Each night begins where the day won’t end