Rain on the Rhodes

Rain taps softly on the window pane;

Neon letters blur like a patient train;

Your sweater draped across the bedroom chair;

Honey in the silence floating in the air;

The record hums a low and velvet grow;

And every little shadow learns to move slow;

Tell me nothing else can wait tonight;

Let the city fade outside the light;

We can breathe in time with the boring sky;

Just you and I, just you and I;

So stay right here where the worn oats fall;

Where the moon leans close and the walls feel small;

With a little rain and a softer heart;

We can make a home from the falling down;

Wait right here, let the world drift by;

Cross earrings on a notebook line;

Half-finished dreams and a glass of wine;

The upright vase walks like a quiet friend;

Through the cracks of night and back again;

Your laugh is a spark in the muted air;

A small bright light that says you care;

Tell me nothing else can wait tonight;

Outside the light;

We can breathe in time;

With the touring sky;

Just you and I;

Just you and I;

So stay right here;

Where the warm knows fall;

Where the moon leans close;

And the walls feel small;

With a little rain;

And a softer heart;

We can make a home;

From the falling dark;

Stay right here;

Let the world drift by;

If morning comes;

Let it come slow;

We'll fold this feeling in the afterglow;

Every muted trumpet, every rain drops fall;

Says this gentle moment can outlast it all;

So stay right here where the warm notes fall;

Where the moon lifts close and the walls feel small;

With a little rain and a softer heart;

We can make a home from the fallen dust;

Stay right here, let the world drift by;

Rain keeps coming, all the window glass;

We let the lonely hours pass;

And I fall asleep where the soft north lies;