Cold rain and old pain too much to forget Getting too old to get cold and wet December remembered January Gone now I move on somehow to be Becoming the me you see somebody Like anybody else is and yet With maybe a little more to regret Bring on February change the scene If not spring not winter then but between It comes and goes when anyone knows About cold rain doubtless knows what I mean The rain got colder I got older Though still hard to kill I got over fear Over the hill on the down side here Having chosen to remain through old pain Frozen here in the cold rain again Still as I was and will be finally Trying to forget but not quite yet Though better off for a worse memory Having lost everything but regret Soon the moon and stars will be all I know Happy at last to let the past go Soon when I remember then to forget When though I go at last even so The past lets go of me and we agree No more cold rain nor old pain for me Forgetting though getting it I go free Coming in again from the cold rain Gone I move on somehow so this is how Still as I was and I will be now +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIV