I'm a raindrop on glass
Just one in a million
I rush to the flood,
passing the other raindrops,
stopping for nothing
Once I hit the ground,
I am no longer a raindrop

I become a puddle
Waiting with the others
We watch mother nature,
joining other puddles,
growing stronger
Once we're big enough,
We are no longer a puddle

We become a stream
Going with the flow
We slide down the street,
rushing next to each other,
searching for the end
Then we find it.

We fall down the drain
and separate from each other
I'm lost and alone
in a dark place
I don't know where I am
or where I'm going
but *I'm still moving