Rain on the Balcony

Verse 1

Late night, wooden railing, rain hammering the tin

You lean low, the streetlight catching every curve and shin

Drops race down your collarbone, tracing a crooked line

I strip my hoodie off and drape it heavy down your spine

Fabric clings and sticks like second skin, you press back just the same

Breathing blends with breaking storm, nobody says a name

Fingers find familiar friction, fitting perfect, incomplete

Two soaked strangers on a balcony refusing to retreat

Pre-Chorus

And the gutter can't hold any more

Chorus

Rain on the balcony, you and me

Soaked to the collar but we won't leave

Thunder rattles the windows, we don't say a thing

Your hand on my chest is the only sound between

(Rain on the balcony... you and me... we won't leave...)

Verse 2

Lightning strips the dark off you, one flash and then it's gone

You tease my soaking sneakers, squishing stupid with each step I take

Call me crazy, pull me closer, dare me not to break

We share one cigarette, the filter failing, flavour faint and flawed

Your mouth still tastes like static, fierce and raw and unrehearsed

Rain comes harder now, hungry, like it's trying to wash us out

We stand right there, dripping stubborn, refusing to back down

The gutter gave up an hour ago — we're still not backing down

Pre-Chorus

And the bar downstairs is closing up

Chorus

Rain on the balcony, you and me

Let it pour, we've got nowhere else to be

Clothes stuck to skin, but your grip is holding steady

Every drop keeps falling like it's already decided

(Rain on the balcony... you and me... nowhere else to be...)

Verse 3

Hours melt like water running rivers down the drain

Your laughter cuts straight through the thunder, cuts through all of it the same

We sway slow, soaked and stubborn, stealing seconds from the storm

Every shiver shared reminding me exactly why I'm warm

Bare feet on freezing tiles, but your heat is what I chase

Fingertips write secret stories on the canvas of your waist

No promises, no pressure, just this perfect present tense

Two strangers holding still while the whole roof tries to wash us hence

Bridge

No tomorrow pressing. No yesterday pulling.

Just this railing, this cold rain,

and whatever the morning finds still standing here.

Final Chorus

Rain on the balcony, you and me

Let it fall till there's nothing left to see

Clothes stuck to skin, we're not asking why

Just the rain, and this railing, and no goodbye

(Rain on the balcony... you and me... no goodbye...)

Outro

Rain on the balcony...

Still you and me...

(You and me... you and me...)

Spoken

"This music was created by DiscoPrincess — Rap Royalty of the Night"