Raindrops falling on my face,
It could be mercy or sweet grace,
But in the way they fall,
Breaks me and makes me small.
The coldness of the wind,
Blows me again and again,
How can heaven hold such burden?
It falls on me, right on my haven.
As I hear the laughter in rain,
Something comes and take away the pain,
And it poured even stronger,
A sweet wind on my lips linger.
So pour on me forever,
That sweetness may never render,
Because the love that I have found,
In the middle of the rain, left unbound.
