I'm tired of phantom clouds,
of the same old songs
running through my head.
I'm tired of the dying leaves
falling as husks on the ground
at summer's end.
I don't like fall.
I wish the rain would stop
and the sun wouldn't
play hide-and-seek.
It's been too long since we sat under
our tree.
Let's go play in the rain.
Who cares if we get wet?
Let's play in the rain.