Drip drop, drip,
The rain falls at pit,
Deepening the holes within,
Washing away the dirt,
And sprinkle the sand,

The runny mud,
That brushes the edge of my Jeans,
My hands that trace the mud on my shirt,
How fun is it to play in the rain,

*Drip drop, drip,
The rain falls at pit,
Deepening the holes within,
Washing away the dirt,
And sprinkle the sand,

You and I hand in hand,
Walk down the path where trees are hanging low,
The branches entwining like our fingers,
Such a scenic view with my head resting on your shoulder,

Drip drop, drip,
The rain falls at pit,
Deepening the holes within,
Washing away the dirt,
And sprinkle the sand.