Sunday, August 25, 2013

Here comes the rain

Here comes the rain
Here comes the bills I can’t pay.
Here comes the rain
She’s running away again.
Here comes the rain.
I can’t take the pain, no sir.
I hear thunder in the distance.
The end from this is not in sight.
Here comes the rain.
Here comes the rain,
and I forgot my umbrella.
Here comes the rain

and I’ve forgotten my name.

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