Hold my hands before my face
trying hard to concetrate
I feel a change is must be done
or is it just the morning rain
That makes me feel so secure
not as always on the run
I have been waiting so long for the winter time
I was so sick of this lazy sun

All my friends they turned away
but guess I like to be alone
Even you who said you'll stick with me
disappeared one early morn

The morning rain
came and washed all the sins
 and left me stranded on the road
This is my favorite time every year
when inspiration come knocking on my door