[Verse] The rain's a poet, tapping on the glass, A whisper of stories, from clouds that pass. The night wears velvet, stitched with silver thread, Dreams linger softly, where words are unsaid. [Chorus] Oh, whispers in the rain, They hum a sweet refrain. A tune of love and pain, Soft as the night remains. [Verse 2] The rooftop glistens, jewels on a crown, Each droplet's a secret, tumbling down. A muted sax sighs, its voice low and blue, Like shadows that dance, when the moon slips through. [Bridge] Every note's a sigh, every pause a tear, In the rhythm of the rain, our hearts appear. A brushstroke of sorrow, a line of delight, Painting the canvas of this smoky night. [Chorus] Oh, whispers in the rain, They hum a sweet refrain. A tune of love and pain, Soft as the night remains. [Outro] And when the dawn comes, washing dreams away, The rain will remember, though skies turn gray. Its whispers will linger, a ghostly refrain, Calling us back to the night and its rain.
