In February of this year

To Rivendell, you came

Your spirit, oh so free and fair

I was drawn like moth to flame

I hear the raindrops falling down

They're whispering your name

Whenever I ever think of you

I'm reminded of the rain

In Imladris, I realized

You're not just another dame

Wherever you ever venture to

I'll love you all the same

I hear the raindrops falling down

They're whispering your name

Whenever I ever think of you

I'm reminded of the rain