On a rainy day, all is lost and drifts into the river.
There isn't hope, there isn't warmth, or dry.
I sit here in my rubber boots, in pain that makes me quiver.
I watch dark clouds, tearing through the sky.
I need a place, a sweet escape, away from all the mess.
The never ending strife and stress and temporary happiness.
I'd like to take a shower, to feel refreshed again.
To feel as though I'm pretty, not a piggy in her pen.
I'd like to sleep my life away, I need a little rest.
From never ending strife and stress and temporary happiness.
I think that's why I sleep so much, I realize as I'm here.
All bundled up and sleep deprived, holding my pillow near.
My sweet escape, my comfort, my only time away.
From strife and stress and sadness, this rainy kind of day.
