When it rains I'm walking in it.

Walkin’ in the rain

I like walkin’ in the rain
When I’ve got nowhere to be
No one to please and no one to see

I don’t mind being soaking wet
With my hair windswept
No shoes on my feet
That feeling is sweet

I like walkin’ in the rain
When I’ve got nowhere to be
No one to please and no one to see

My shoes in my hand are thrown to the side
When I say, “this’ll be one wild time!”
I go out to think when the rain travels by
Because time seems to shrink in importance at times
And that previous line just seems to rhyme
When I’ve got nowhere to be
No one to please and no one to see
You’ll find me, walkin’ in the rain



When it rains

Drip, drop, drip drop…. Pitter patter-
Nothing matters in the rain
It gives you nothing but gain
The porch swing creaks
As the wind whistles by but
Nothing matters in the rain
The sunrises on a Saturday
But nothings seen for the rain
Barefoot feet step into jeans
Cuff the jeans and grab a shirt
And head off to run in the dirt
When is it ok to play in the dirt?
When you’ve just got jeans and a shirt