Something about nights like this,

When it's pouring down rain,

I'm in a white T-shirt,

I don't even feel like running to the car.

By the time I get there,

I'll be completely soaked,

And I don't care.

Maybe I'll stop and stare at the headlights of the next car coming.

Maybe I'll say my brakes gave out and drive into the next intersection.

Maybe.

Something about nights like this,

When I'm laying there listening to the rain drops on my window,

Gets me thinking.