Nobody, Not Even the Rain

I know that someday youll be sleeping,
Darling, likely dreaming off the pain.
I hope youll hear me in the streetlights humming, softly breathing out your name.
I know that even with the seams stitched tightly , darling scars will remain.
I say we scrape them from each other, darling, and let them wash off in the rain.
And when they run into the river, oh no, let the water not complain.
I swear that even with the distance, slowly wearing at your name,
Your hands still catch the light the right way and
Our hearts still beat the same.