You're standing there, soaked and cold by my corvette
Of all the many things, nothing could make you more wet
No umbrella, just the sweetly searing pain of rain upon your skin
I'm studying, in the comfort of my home
Your freedom leaves you hesitating even more
Of all the dreams you thought you wanted to be real it turns out to be
Standing in the pouring rain
Planning manifests in vain
Standing in the pouring rain
I'm staring down, poking holes in poems i wrote
You're staring here, wondering if I'll ever see
Stay back, don't get off track fixating those lovely bright eyes on me
Who wouldn't want to see you in that brand new dress
Don't think that anyone could resist the urge to stare right back
You have this power, what do you think you're doing by yourself out there
Standing in the pouring rain
Hoping it might ease the pain
Standing in the pouring rain