Lawrence Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
Watching the Rain Without You
The rain is incomplete without you
If you were here we could sit on the couch
I’d put a Frank Sinatra on the machine
So he and the rain could sing to us
But especially to you
The rain is incomplete without you
If you were here we could lie on the floor
As I read the funny papers to you
And do you like good ol’ Charlie Brown?
But of course you do
The rain is incomplete without you
It misses you almost as much as I
Almost
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