this has happened before

last night's old anger

this morning made me cry

but the rain like an old friend

came by to change my mind

the wind knows secrets

like it knew what was in store

reminds me oh so kindly

this has happened before

been waiting at my window

i thought i heard your name

but the quiet of the evening

was teasing me again

it's not too late for talking

but i'm afraid to ask for more

and the wind recalls that after all

this has happened before

don't let your memories seem to be laughing at my pain

trying not to listen is like talking to the rain

a love like a candle

can't take me through the storm

it's bright enough to burn me

but too weak to keep me warm

i find my explanations

when i won't need them anymore

me and my old friends know

this has happened before

me and the wind know

this has happened before