As a child I loved the rain
That sound on the tin roof
Sitting in the rocking chair
Dad’s laugh filling the air
Somewhere along the way
I lost the rain
Now I shiver at the thought of a storm
Run for cover from dark clouds
Sitting in my room
Silence and thunder all around
Puddles for jumping
Turned into obstacles in my way
Summer showers
Turned into day ruiners
As a child I loved the rain
But I guess I grew up
I lost the rain