The Sun And The Rain

It's raining again,
I'm hearing its pitter patter down.
It's wet in the street,
Reflecting the lights and splashing feet.
Nowhere to go,
And nothing I have to do, have to do.
It's raining again,
I follow the Christmas lights down town.
I'm leaving the flow
Of people walking all around.
Round and round.
I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears,
Washing away the weariness like tears.
I can feel my troubles running down,
Disappear into the silent sound.
Just walking along,
My clothes are soaked right through to the skin.
I haven't a doubt,
That this is what life is all about.
The sun and the rain,
Scraps of brain washing down the drain.
I feel the rain falling on my face,
I can say there is no better place
Than standing up in the falling down
In so much rain I could almost drown.
It's raining again,
A crack in the clouds reveals blue skies.
I've been feeling so low, low,
But now everything is on my side.
The sun and the rain,
With me fill my heart again.
I hear the rain falling in my ears,
Washing away the weariness like tears.
I can feel my troubles running down,
Disappear into the silent sound.
I feel the rain falling on my face,
I can say there is no better place
Than standing up in the falling down
In so much rain I could almost drown.