Staring outside the window,
it started rain again.
I wondered, will you come this time?
Holding your umbrella, will you call my name?

How long should I wait?
I don't wanna feel lonely again.
Will you pat on my head?
And tell me not to catch cold again.

Will I have to run back home alone?
Knowing you will not come
But still I wanna wait anyway
I hope I get lucky and see you...