Raindrops

While i’m driving on down the road
Heading back to a place I call home
I get bombarded by the rain drops
Wondering where they coming from?

My day started out just like any other
Hanging out and spending time with you
But on the way the drops started falling
Wondering what will become of me and you

As the rain falls down on my windshield
As i’m driving down this old curvy street
So many little things I can still remember
Another day, another time, another beat

Oh the waters dropping oh so faster
As i’m trying to pushing them all away
But the more I try do this
It seems blurrier day by day

I am finally home where I belong
Laying down on the bed in my bedroom
But I can still hear the memories in the distance
Of the storm that still looms

When the rain fell down on my windshield
As I was driving down that old curvy street
So many little things I can still remembered
Another day, another time, another beat

 

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