hard rain


It's raining hard outside, my dear.

Small drops are falling bit by bit.

I guess you'll stay at home and hear

This struggle between rain and heat.


These water crystals are my words of love,

Still knocking on your window and forcing you to see

A bouquet full of dreams that's falling from above,

I hope you understand  how much you mean to me...


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