It’s raining now cold and wet and wonderful
Drops on my face and hands, my lips.
Why do people crouch in doorways
There’s a rain drop on my face, my cheek
I hope it stays a little while and I will
Share it with you when you come
It’s raining now cold and wet and wonderful
Drops on my face and hands, my lips.
Why do people crouch in doorways
There’s a rain drop on my face, my cheek
I hope it stays a little while and I will
Share it with you when you come