Beauty of Rain

 You know the mild is diminishing all too soon

You're just two umbrellas one delayed afternoon

You don't know the next factor you will say

This is your preferred type of day

It has no surfaces, the attractiveness of the rain

is how it drops, how it drops, how it falls

And there's nothing incorrect, but there is something more

And sometimes you wonder what you really like her for

She says you've known her inner fears

Cause she is proven you a box of stained-glass tears

It can't be all, the fact about the rain

is how it drops, how it drops, how it falls

But when she provided you more to find

You let her think she would missing her mind

and that's all on you

Feeling hopeless if she requested for help

or terrified you'd have to modify yourself

And you can't refuse this space will keep you warm

You can look out of your screen at the storm

But you observe the cellphone and wish it rings

You'll take her any way she performs,

or how she calling, the attractiveness of the rain

is how it drops, how it drops, how it falls

How it drops, how it drops, how it falls.. (Dar William)