You left it at the bus stop in July
A paper umbrella, yellow as the sky
It never stopped a single drop of rain
But I keep it folded, waiting all the same
비가 와요, it's raining again
Soft and slow, like the words you'd send
I hold it open, though it tears apart
A paper umbrella over a paper heart
The café on the corner changed its name
The songs you liked don't sound the same
I trace your handwriting on the fold
A little warmth against the cold
Maybe someday, somewhere far
You'll look up and wonder where we are
비가 와요, it's raining again
Soft and slow, like the words you'd send
I hold it open, though it tears apart
A paper umbrella over a paper heart
