Loose Pages

When there’s no one around. It takes me to drift away. Tells me softly to sit down. ‘Cause my gifts are here to stay.

So I play it for the rain. I break down the sounds. I can’t control the way it’s coming down. I play it for the rain. It’s pouring now. I can’t control the when it wants to come around.

There’s a scatter to the words, when I know it’s really right. Something inside of me is saying, rise to the occasion!

So I play it for the rain. I break down the sounds. I can’t control the way it’s coming down. I play it for the rain. It’s pouring now. I can’t control the when it wants to come around.