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RAIN ON THE ROOFTOP

Rain on the rooftop,
one good excuse,
to sit by the fireplace,
and sip on my soup.

Wind whistles 'round,
its half-hearted tune.
Bluesy sound,
haunting the room.

Chorus
Maybe next week, I'll get me together -
jump-start the heart, and out-run the weather.
Me and the wind, both on the run.
Rain on the rooftop will dry in the sun.

Rain on the rooftop,
leaks to the eyes,
a memory mist,
no big surprise.

Wind whistles 'round,
its half-hearted tune.
Bluesy sound,
haunting the room.

Chorus
Maybe next week, I'll get me together -
jump-start the heart, and out-run the weather.
Me and the wind, both on the run.
Rain on the rooftop will dry in the sun.

© 2004 -"Future Folk" Music - Betty J. Curtis

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