Soft drops, they wait and watch,
For the right moment, to hit your face;
And when rain comes down, and the starlings hatch
And the sweet sweet smell of the earth, there are so many ways…

To feel alive, to lose your pain,
To let the tears, roll down unseen;
To prance around, in the summer rain
To cry, to smile, to love that green…

And to wish to God, to be worry free,
When the rain comes down, in sheets of white;
When dew and freshness and misty fog envelopes thee
With the pitter patter on the roof, in the night…

How blessed we feel, that first summer’s day
When it begins to rain, and we feel relieved
We wouldn’t have it, any other way
‘Cos in His divine magic we had believed…