By the Door of the Temple

A sticker on your notebook says, "No more!" "No more!" What is it written about? What is it written about? Is that about me? I doubt. Is that about me? I doubt. Though it would be quite right, And it would not be surprising at all Absolutely I know what I'm talking about. Do you remember that afternoon When we two were waiting, Standing so close to each other, By the door of the temple, Looking at the rain falling.