Summer Rain
your eyes are heavy
and your lips are dry
and i don't have
to wonder why
i could say nothing
i could say some
i'd say a lot with more to come
and sometimes it's not all bad
what's going down the drain
come take a walk with me out
into the summer rain
i walk beside you
i'm kind of cold
i really need a hand to hold
i am no joker
i'll make no move
not when i'm all outside
of the groove
and sometimes it's not all bad
what's going down the drain
come take a walk with me out
into the summer rain
