Kathy's Song — Eva Cassidy

I hear the drizzle of the rain Like a memory it falls Soft and warm continuing Tapping on my roof and walls

My mind's distracted and confused My thoughts are many miles away They lie with you when you're asleep Kiss you when you start the day

And as I watch the drops of rain Weave their weary paths and die I know that I am like the rain There before the grace of you go I