söndag 21 oktober 2012

Missing the sun...

Raindrops keep falling on my head, and just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed... nothin' seems to fit...those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep fallin'...
So I did me some talking to the sun, and I said I just didn't like the way he got things done, sleeping on the job. Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep fallin'...