Wait for the Rain

I hear the rain on the window going pitter, patter, pitter, patter.
It continues all through the night.
It’s constant drone goes on and on.
Until the mornings light.
But do I want it to end? No!
Because once it is over it will be time to show.
Someone that even I don’t know.
For once the rain stops we all must hide.
What we all truly feel inside.
And so I will wait until water falls from heavens lake.
So it must hurry, for this is all I can take.