Seated at a roadside table

Her knee pressed yours

One timeless moment

You can’t forget

The girl with the rain soaked eyes.

She holds sorrow as a mother holds a newborn babe

Gently, softly

And you are young again and safe

In the arms of the girl with the rain soaked eyes.

You’ll say you’ve moved on yet find yourself lost in the folds of her dress,

young again and it’s your first kiss

While night turns away, she circles back

And you are a moth to light

For the girl with the rain soaked eyes.