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Summer in the Rain
I can hear the pitter-patter of rain
Dropping on my windowsill;
The beaming car lights that passed us by
As we stood under the same umbrella.
I knew the rainy days were at hand
But you make all the days in my life
Feel like a warm
Summer's day.
Dropping on my windowsill;
The beaming car lights that passed us by
As we stood under the same umbrella.
I knew the rainy days were at hand
But you make all the days in my life
Feel like a warm
Summer's day.
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