When this rain falls on my head. I'll get all wet even my heart. Stay with me I still can't be in the rain alone without you. I'm still young, I'm still a bit scared. Though I know it'll stop soon. I'm looking for you. Will stop now? These raindrops, these tears? I don't want to get wet with rain and tremble with cold. Some day, the clod rain will become warm tears and fall down, it's alright. It's just a passing downpour.
