Love The Rain
People ask me...
Why doyou love the rain?
Why is it so special to you?
But the answer is not easily explained...
When the rain comes down gently,
it soothes me...
And when it comes down hard,
it refreshes my soul...
Rain plays songs on my rooftop,
singing me to sleep...
It can't hurt me,
no matter how hard it tries...
Noone is out when it rains,
so I can have some peace...
Rain let's me be me,
and can't change me...
That's why I love the rain...
But the best reason why I love the rain,
is that when I walk in it
noone can tell that I'm crying...
People ask me...
Why doyou love the rain?
Why is it so special to you?
But the answer is not easily explained...
When the rain comes down gently,
it soothes me...
And when it comes down hard,
it refreshes my soul...
Rain plays songs on my rooftop,
singing me to sleep...
It can't hurt me,
no matter how hard it tries...
Noone is out when it rains,
so I can have some peace...
Rain let's me be me,
and can't change me...
That's why I love the rain...
But the best reason why I love the rain,
is that when I walk in it
noone can tell that I'm crying...