The Storm Passing Through (Drip)

Raindrops fall, splash, and drip.
My heart feels the same.
I fell so hard for him, thinking he would catch me.
Then, I splashed, like crashing into reality.
The drops of my heartbreak hitting those close to me.
Now, here I am, the storm is over and I drip.
Slowly, painfully, praying that soon I will be lifted up again.
Drip, drip, drip.
The sound of it echoing through my empty life.
He lefted with the storm, he was just passing through.
Drip, drip, drip.
Please, I need the sunshine, someone to lift me up.
To lift me off the ground of my heartbreak.
The storm passed through long ago
Now where is my sunshine?
Where is my warmth?
Waiting, waiting, waiting.
Drip, drip, drip.