Holding me tight,
A little too tight
Holding me close
Hold me closer

A drop rolls down my face,
Another races to my chin,
One is stopped,
By upturned lips.

Is it today or tomorrow,
Maybe it’s yesterday,
Is that the sun I see,
Or is it the moon?

There’s the roses again,
Is that how rainbows smell?
Pitter patter, pitter patter,
All around me.