Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin’ seems to fit
So I just did me some talkin’ to the sun
And I said I didn’t like the way he got things done
Sleepin’ on the job
Those raindrops are fallin’ on my head, they keep fallin’
But there’s one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won’t defeat me
It won’t be long till happiness steps up to greet me
‘Cause I’m never gonna stop the rain by complainin’..
Because I’m free
Nothin’s worryin’ me
Spring, lovely unbalanced . Unpredictable. Out of meaning situations. No reason people. Serious giggle or deep-healing rubbish…Toy-persons all love spring. Cheerful spring . A necessary absurd .
Curious why. This air makes so easy getting imp spontaneously… Spring is lovely.