Raindrops

We’re getting older, it’s all you said
When a bird flew into our door
But are we sure we understand
Anything about this love?

Nothing is for sure
Like raindrops we’re leaning into the wind
But still in love

I’m lying here on the floor
Procrastinating, being myself
All the guilt behind that door
Like these raindrops evaporates

Nothing is for sure
Like raindrops we’re leaning into the wind
But still in love

Nothing is for sure
Like raindrops we’re leaning into the wind
But still in love