Wet wind above the lights

Gentle jazz inside my hands

I am the woman on this roof

Flowers dance softly in the rain

Your footsteps are getting slower

Between flowerpots our silence grows

City lights float in puddles

Stay up here until the clouds pass

Our voices blend with the falling rain

In the rooftop garden a quiet courage grows

When you laugh, the night becomes good again

Your coat drips beside my shoes

My fingers draw circles on glass

We drink the sky from little cups

Stay up here until the clouds pass

Our voices blend with the falling rain

In the rooftop garden a quiet courage grows

When you laugh, the night becomes good again

The rain slowly whispers itself out

And our rooftop garden holds the night tight