I can feel the rain drops kissing my cheeks
While I step on the muddy ground
And the leaves dancing between the trees
Swirling circularly with no sound
While the storm cries loud in the sky
And lightening turns its flashlight on
In that darkness I can see the rain drops fly
And fill the rivers with crystal wine
The whistle of the window's hinge
While the wind slaps it hard
Clears the dead leafs from the fringe
And floats them down to my back yard