| I stare at the rain | |
| Tiny drops rolling on and down the windowpane | |
| And as cliche as it sounds | |
| I cannot help thinking about the way it had to end | |
| When all is said and done | |
| Falling from the sun | |
| Appease me somehow | |
| Hollow wraith shading, only memories remain | |
| Every cliche has its day | |
| I cannot help thinking about the brighter things lying ahead | |
| And all is said and done | |
| Falling from the sun | |
| But I was falling for the sun in you | |
| For giving me a whisper | |
| Falling from the sun | |
| Irradiate me in a whisper | |
| Falling for the sunrise glowing on your face | |
| In one last glance | |
| For one caress | |
| In one last breath | |
| But now please turn off the light | |
| Would you |