Raindrops fall from teary clouds,
Children of sorrow and doubt,
Strike the ground in torrents and streams,
Amongst each others arms.

Splish Splash Splosh; a child walks,
Galoshes wade through pools of fluid,
And scatter the memories left to dry in the sun.

Memories fall from teary clouds,
Our sorrows and doubts splash upon our faces,
Some will find the courage to stand and walk,
And others will add their own tears to the storm.

Drip, drip drop, time does not stop,
Life goes on but you do not,
Drowning alone in sorrows and doubts,
Lost in memories in the rain.