Waiting For The Rain

Why are my old friends so hard to reach?

Overcomplicated, but it's ordinary

They're off the grid

They live in their car

I never know

Where they are

If you have the time

Please let me know

We'll get together

Before you go

After many, many months apart

We pick back up

We restart

Oh, no

It's not the same

As when we used to play

Innocent games

Waiting for the rain

Every day

Was the same

No obligations

No expectations

The sun scorched the earth

Our feet were seared

Blinded by the light

Like baby deer

Our shirts were torn

With beads of sweat

The summer storm

It cooled our heads

Oh, no

It's not the same

As when we used to play

Innocent games

Waiting for the rain

It's not the same

Waiting for the rain

It's not the same

Waiting for the rain

Oh, no

It's not the same

As when we used to play

Innocent games

Waiting for the rain