Rain کے بول

Rain..... rain..... falls down Empty streets And I'm falling Thru the trees And they're calling Out for rain..... Rain...... and it's plain to see Rain..... what it does to me Yeaf, rain..... rain..... pours down Endlessly, here I'm falling Thru the trees And they're calling out For rain..... Rain..... what is rain Rain..... is rain Rain..... is God's own lydocaine Rain..... is good That's understood Rain.....