• Through the highest window pane,

    I catch a glimpse of mountain rain.

    Remember where we walked the peak?

    We lay in the grass, with no need to speak.

    I know someday that I’ll follow you

    Through dark and cold, black and blue.

    Don’t apologize because I don’t see

    Why you did this all for me.

    Whether you cared, or whether you lied,

    I’ll never forget the day you died.

    So I watch the rain’s chilly fall,

    While I wait for your last call.

    I know one day you’ll come for me,

    And that’s the day that I will see

    The sun rise on the mountain range,

    As Night and Day begin their change.