Verse 1:

The porch light hums a broken tune

Two empty swings still touch the moon

I trace your name on window glass

But summer’s ghost is fading fast

Chorus:

Now who will run to catch the rain?

Who will laugh to hide the pain?

The river’s cold, the bridge is gone

And all my colors bleed to dawn

Verse 2:

Your coat still hangs by the wooden chair

A smell of woods and your old despair

We built a fort from fallen snow

Now I’m the only one who knows

Chorus:

Now who will run to catch the rain?