Memories of a steady rhythm
The rain's heartbeat on the roof
Seems like another world
wonder who's sleeping under that roof?
Do they listen to the rain like I did?

Do they stare at the ceiling?
Taking off on flights of fancy
From that cosy little room
Dreaming lofty dreams  
Dozing off to the rain's heartbeat

How can four walls mean so much?
My mind goes back there often
And struggles to come out
The memories are a whirlpool
That grips me in it's spin

In this concrete jungle
You only know it's raining
When that glazed window gets wet
The soundless muted rain seems dead
And just falls without a reason

I'm waiting for the day
When I'll build my tin-roofed house
I'll bring the rain back to life
I'll take my flights of fancy
To my dreams I will return