Do You Ever Feel Sad When The Rain Stops?

I wish I could write the sounds of a stormy night,
how they ebb and flow all around.
How in the midst of absolute chaos,
those small drops of water still find their way to the ground.
And then I wish I could tell you the story
of all the life that becomes
because one little brave drop of water
literally took the plunge.
 
Do you ever feel sad when the rain stops?
When the sounds flow to an end?
Do you ever just wish it'd keep growing?
Remaining a constant friend?
Well, right now I need the knowing
That I am not the only one falling down.
I guess that is why I feel sad when the rain stops,
I am all alone on the ground.