Certain Kind Of Rain

There's a certain kind of rain
That tugs at the ties
that bind me to that place
It's the kind where you smell
The ions as it staccatoes off the street.

There's a certain kind of smile
That beckons the memories
That tie me to my past
It's the one in the photo
I locked away to save for my rainy days.

There's a certain kind of song
That puts me in mind of her
Laughing though she's soaking.
Well, it starts off sweet as candy cane
But it has the saddest refrain.