[Verse] The rain taps soft on the tin roof top, A steady song I’ve heard before, Grandma’s kitchen, warm and still, Pie cooling on the windowsill. [Pre-Chorus] The world outside is gray and wide, But here inside, I’m safe to hide. [Chorus] Oh, the rain keeps time with Grandma’s pie, A bittersweet taste of days gone by, Sweet and sour, the moments dry, While the rain hits tin. [Verse] Her hands once danced through flour and sugar, Now they rest in gentle sighs. I watch the steam in the fading light, And hear the rain sing lullabies. [Pre-Chorus] The storm may roar, the skies may cry, But here the past will never die. [Chorus] Oh, the rain keeps time with Grandma’s pie, A bittersweet taste of days gone by, Sweet and sour, the moments dry, While the rain hits tin. [Bridge] If I could hold those moments near, A slice of time, so soft and clear, I’d savor every drop of rain, And taste her love again and again. [Chorus] Oh, the rain keeps time with Grandma’s pie, A bittersweet taste of days gone by, Sweet and sour, the moments dry, While the rain hits tin. [Outro] The pie grows cold as shadows spin, Still the rain keeps time on tin.