To be loved is to be known, to be understood. You looked away but then turned back last time I saw you. Like I knew that you would be. You've got your mother smiling, I could get lost in your eyes. And I know that your sweet chuckle surely will be my new life. To tell you the truth. I'm standing at the intersection watching cars go by. The streets are slinked with Spanish grey and I thought I saw you in the rain. But he pints his hair on the wrong side and his smile's not nearly half as funny. I can't help but wonder if anything's changed, cause I'm still standing in the rain. Every time I hear your name, I can't help but turn my head. Don't take this personally cause you don't deserve that. But you fill me up with dread. You've got your mother smiling, I could get lost in your eyes. And the way that you used to look at me will be my new lies. To tell you the whole truth. I'm sitting at the supermarket wondering what to buy. Some toddlers live with their parents here, while a baby is a stroller's speed. And I know that it's stupid to say, but ***, that could happen on some day. I can't help but wonder if anything's changed, cause I'm still standing in the rain. Ooh, ooh, ooh. I'm tearing up in the hallway cause this just can't be goodbye. I hate to see your solemn glance and I don't deserve a second chance. But to be honest, you're the first guy since my father who couldn't make me cry. But you said nothing's ever gonna change, and I'll still be here, standing in the rain.