These little drippings sloshed on my brain,
Singing me a lullaby.
I wanted to open the window,
To feel the freshly blown air on my face and hair;
While listening to the pitter-patter of rain.
Rain falling from skies,
Rain falling from my eyes;
Sometimes it makes me feel cozy,
Sometimes it makes me feel sad;
Tapping the window and running down the drain,
Rain is the eternal indication of my loneliness and pain.