| Drops of rain
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| Oh the sun wants to break
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| Through April just wants
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| Her lazy saturday
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| New lovers peak
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| From their nesting eves
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| Some secrets to keep
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| The spill out everywhere
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| On the corners. |
| Out in the streets
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| Just a hoody affair
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| A sweatshirt morning everywhere
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| Drops of rain on the Coffee window pane
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| I know I won’t get hooked on simple days
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| If ignorance is bliss my love
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| I never would forget
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| What I knew when I was young
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| Man, I know I can’t hold on
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| To April drops of rain
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| And then come-what-may…
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| But its hard to look away
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| Life is rich, Life is rich
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| Only if we live through its experience
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| No thought for a while
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| Just a quick dix on a smile
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| Spring is spring, forever young
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| Its just its job… get in and out
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| And then its job is done…
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| Before Summer’s born
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| We’re caught between Human Condition frailty
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| Heaven and Hell, Love and Lust
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| Oh well… So much to learn
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| Drops of rain flip flop belly ring
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| Pull back hair I really don’t care
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| Just a hoody affair. |
| A hoody affair
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| A hoody kind of thing
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| Drops of rain flip flop belly ring
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| Pull back hair walk nowhere
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| Just a hoody affair. |
| A hoody affair
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| A hoody kind of thing |