DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN CRASHING SLIDING DOWN MY WINDOW PAIN
HOME ALONE I SIT ON THE EDGE OF MY BED TRYING NOT TO GO INSANE
HEAD IN HAND THINKING WISHING YOU WERE HERE NOT JUST IN MY BRAIN
THE NIGHTTIME IS LONELY SO I LISTEN TO THE RAIN
DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN I CLUTCH MY PILLOW BETWEEN MY LEGS
VISIONS OF YOUR NAKEDNESS I PICTURE YOU LYING ACROSS MY BED
I FEEL YOUR PRESCENCE I SMELL YOUR SCENT ILLUSIONS HAVE ME MISLEAD
THE NIGHTTIME IS LONELY WHEN YOUR HUNGER CAN'T BE FED
DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN IT SPLASHES FALLS WITH FLOWING STREAMS OF PASSION
SEEMING TO IGNITE MY SENSES CAUSING AN UNCONTROLLABLE REACTION
IMAGINING A KISS FROM YOUR THICK TASTY LIPS TEASING MY TONGUE IN SLOW FASHION
THE NIGHTTIME IS LONELY WITH JUST ME & THE PRECIPITATION
DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN CAN'T GET NO SLEEP THINKING ABOUT YOU
HOW I'D LIKE TO BE SITTING ON YOUR LAP CHEEK TO CHEEK CHEST TO CHEST
CREATING A RHYTHM FROM THE BEATS OF THE RAIN BACK & FORTH MORE STEADY IT GETS
THE NIGHTTIME IS LONELY WHEN YOUR NOT HERE I'M FILLED WITH SWEET REGRETS
DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN CAN'T PLAY ANOTHER SCENE IN MY MIND ANYMORE
I HEAR A NOISE SOUNDS LIKE A KEY TURNING IN MY DOOR
"HEY BABE" A VOICE ECHOES OUT DEEP AND SLOW
THE NIGHTTIME WAS LONELY... NOW YOUR HOME
DON'T MIND
IF THE RAIN FLOWS
COPYRIGHT@2001
HOME ALONE I SIT ON THE EDGE OF MY BED TRYING NOT TO GO INSANE
HEAD IN HAND THINKING WISHING YOU WERE HERE NOT JUST IN MY BRAIN
THE NIGHTTIME IS LONELY SO I LISTEN TO THE RAIN
DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN I CLUTCH MY PILLOW BETWEEN MY LEGS
VISIONS OF YOUR NAKEDNESS I PICTURE YOU LYING ACROSS MY BED
I FEEL YOUR PRESCENCE I SMELL YOUR SCENT ILLUSIONS HAVE ME MISLEAD
THE NIGHTTIME IS LONELY WHEN YOUR HUNGER CAN'T BE FED
DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN IT SPLASHES FALLS WITH FLOWING STREAMS OF PASSION
SEEMING TO IGNITE MY SENSES CAUSING AN UNCONTROLLABLE REACTION
IMAGINING A KISS FROM YOUR THICK TASTY LIPS TEASING MY TONGUE IN SLOW FASHION
THE NIGHTTIME IS LONELY WITH JUST ME & THE PRECIPITATION
DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN CAN'T GET NO SLEEP THINKING ABOUT YOU
HOW I'D LIKE TO BE SITTING ON YOUR LAP CHEEK TO CHEEK CHEST TO CHEST
CREATING A RHYTHM FROM THE BEATS OF THE RAIN BACK & FORTH MORE STEADY IT GETS
THE NIGHTTIME IS LONELY WHEN YOUR NOT HERE I'M FILLED WITH SWEET REGRETS
DRIP DROP GOES THE RAIN CAN'T PLAY ANOTHER SCENE IN MY MIND ANYMORE
I HEAR A NOISE SOUNDS LIKE A KEY TURNING IN MY DOOR
"HEY BABE" A VOICE ECHOES OUT DEEP AND SLOW
THE NIGHTTIME WAS LONELY... NOW YOUR HOME
DON'T MIND
IF THE RAIN FLOWS
COPYRIGHT@2001