Rain, rain, rain on me...
At 5.40pm, the sky poured it's sorrow in vengeful manner. Erm... in simpler terms... it's rained suddenly. And on this rainy part of the day, I like my classic melancholy oldies. All I need now is snow, a fireplace and "Woodstock". Sing for me Carole... now where is my Joni Mitchell albums? Hmmm!!!
Sometimes I wonder if I'm ever gonna make it home again
It's so far and out of sight
I really need someone to talk to, and nobody else
Knows how to comfort me tonight
Snow is cold, rain is wet
Chills my soul right to the marrow
I won't be happy till I see you alone again
Till I'm home again and feeling right
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