when rain cries

raindrops slipping down the wind
crying hearts forgot to mend
painted beauty of tender dreams
but our time is not as it seems
innocent opening of our heart
doomed to fail before it did start
a price is paid for that love
see the weeping pure white dove
watch her slip away
knowing that I can't stay
once I had a chance to shine anew
but it was gone when the wind blew
as the day turns to night
I will slip from the light