Stood out in the rain, let it soak me down   For I called you, I called you   You did not see me there   Hidden by the dark beneath your window   But I saw you.      When putting on a face for the mirror on the wall   Dreaming that the looking glass is you   Catching my fondest gazes, living though my fickle fazes   I love you.      Spend my dimes on phones trying just to talk   But you don’t answer, you let it ring   I spend my nights alone catching fallen stars   To give to you, love, they’re just for you.      Stars fall every time a lover has to face the truth   And far too many stars fall on me   And as they trail the skies I burn their paths upon my eyes   I cry.      And it’s getting easier each day to weep about you   Harder every night to sleep without you   How many years must I be driven by this dream of   Love with you...