Is calling out to you in a
whisper,I will take away all your pain
all you half to do is meet me half way.
Come dance inbetween the aspen trees
touch the rain to your lips now
taste the sweet rain,I ask this in a
chance as all this is to much.
The sweet rain weakens my
prancing foot prints out in the rain,I
touch the sweet nectar to my lips.
I half to go in out of rain but you too
will hear the sweet rain calling your name