Dancing in the Raindrops

Heat waves dancing, the shimmering light,

Whispers of a storm hiding out of sight.

Summer heat is hitting me hard,

The sun's got a grip like a steel-plated guard.

I wander these streets, just trying to breathe,

Searching for comfort beneath the green leaves.

Oh, how I yearn for the skies to cry,

A sweet summer rain, with a cool gentle sigh.

Will we ever dance in the raindrops again?

Feel that fresh breeze, oh, where have you been?

Furnace of the day, but I hold onto hope,

For the clouds to gather, my heart's way to cope.

The pavement's sizzling, mirages appear,

A longing for clouds to bring something near.

Golden sun setting, the colors fade free,

But the sweat on my brow is a part of the plea.

Oh, how I yearn for the skies to cry,

A sweet summer rain, with a cool gentle sigh.

Will we ever dance in the raindrops again?

Feel that fresh breeze, oh, where have you been?

Furnace of the day, but I hold onto hope,

For the clouds to gather, my heart's way to cope.

Clouds roll in, a distant rumble starts,

Lightning striking, igniting our hearts.

Bring on the thunder, let it echo our fears,

With every drop, wash away these years.

Will we ever dance in the raindrops again?

Feel that fresh breeze, oh, where have you been?

Furnace of the day, but I hold onto hope,

For the clouds to gather, my heart's way to cope.

So here I stand beneath the blazing sun,

Dreaming of rain, when the heat might be done.

With each passing moment, the clouds may descend,

And the summer heat, like a message, will send.