Love rain down on me,on me,down on me
Met her on a Thursday, sunny afternoon
Cumulus clouds, 84 degrees...
The rain was falling
And I couldn't see the season changing
And the vibe slipping off it's axis
Our beautiful melody became wildly staccato
The rain was falling and I could not see
That I was to be plowed and sowed and fertilized
And left to drown in her sunny afternoon
Cumulus clouds, 84 degrees, melody...
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