RAIN IS A FOUR LETTER WORD - by Brian Tang

Whenever it rains, I feel so free
Free as a bird, rain is my life


Washing away my troubles
Quenching my sun baked soul


While others rush for cover
I stroll among the empty streets
The rain dancing upon my lips


Looking up at the gray clouds
I open my mouth to catch the rain
Laughing at the silliness of it


Whenever I am sad
The rain hides my tears,
And soothes me with
The fresh clean air


The soft pitter-patter on my window
Lulls me to sleep as it sings its lullaby


I let out a sigh
As I wave goodbye
To the departing clouds
The sun shining through


Until next time rain
For now I bid thee
Adieu