cause your loving is a tricky thing


said the girl to the clouds,

said the girl to the rain


whispered the wind to a swollen hidden sun


swollen just like the lips

that forgotten how to kiss

your loving is a gentle thing


whispered the boy to the girl

sitting aloof

,just them and their pain

a sad soft goodbye that

happens all the ****** time

it never gets easier,

but the rain trickled then.

because i'm not perfect the girl cried all too sadly

the thunder kinda shudder,

and it shook them both badly

and her breast all unbound

trying the rid the burdened song

that was stuck in her head,

that was stuck in the rain

but he'll say honey, darling, baby, dont cry

we will be fine,

dont mind the rain

and when the sun shines, baby we'll be alright then

all of this waiting

wont be in vain

so they say stormy weathers good for the flowers

good for the pain, good for the stains

so let yourself go and watch it wash away sorrows

and i'll do the same

just us and the rain.