You pour drizzle, and adorn the sky with rainbow.

I always set my heart for waiting, and you always wish yourself for coming.

Isn't it sounds like a harmony?

We should have been together.

Hand in hand, 

shoulder to shoulder,

side by side,

if we try a bit harder.

If you make a little time to utter your fond, and I have a courage to ask you to stay,

what would it be?