I thought I had forgotten, br But it all came back again br To-night with the first spring thunder br In a rush of rain. br br I remembered a darkened doorway br Where we stood while the storm swept by, br Thunder gripping the earth br And lightning scrawled on the sky. br br The passing motor busses swayed, br For the street was a river of rain, br Lashed into little golden waves br In the lamp light's stain. br br With the wild spring rain and thunder br My heart was wild and gay; br Your eyes said more to me that night br Than your lips would ever say. . . . br br I thought I had forgotten, br But it all came back again br To-night with the first spring thunder br In a rush of rain.