It's been a while and I have no idea where this came from but it's something I just came up with after dinner and I went rushing up to my room to jot it all down...
As the silent raindrops fall
The sky grows dark and the light gets sparse
The people keep walking but no one is talking
Alone in the crowd, feelings so detached
And who is there to call, as the silent raindrops fall?
Troubles and fears, heartache and tears
Swimming all around us, but no one notices
Stories worth a dozen cries and words a million dies
But who is there to call, as the silent raindrops fall?
As the city flows below us and the cars rush by,
As the stars shine above us in the grey painted skies,
Standing still in the constant flow,
Standing tall when it’s just for show,
But at the end of day, who is to say
That there’s someone to call, as the silent raindrops fall?