Another cloud, another day.
My hands are cold and I can smell the rain
but you're not here,
this time I'd let you cover me:
- You're getting wet
- I don't care
D'you remember that day?
It was raining on and on and on
We got so soaked I couldn't sleep.
It was pouring down
as we were slowly walking under those trees,
but, hey, who cares about the rain?
I saw a puddle along the way:
Splash & Run was just the game to play,
but not today,
who'd run with me under the rain?
I'm getting wet
but I don't care.
(Gracias a e por esta letra)