When it rains with thunder
I wonder if he ever remembers
The little girl hidden in his warmth
If he ever remembers that she was afraid of thunder
If he ever remembers she used to feel safe with him
May be he does not, for now she is replaced with another
A prettier one from a prettier mother
Yet he does not know in the girl’s life
He is not replaced (And will never be)
When it rains with thunder
She has nowhere to hide
She’ll be brave and sigh
