It Would Rain
When it comes to being right
I'm always wrong
When it comes to going out
I'm always home
If I tried to make a change
I'm still the same
If I had a picnic
It would rain
It would rain
Lighting flashing, thunder clashing
It would rain
On the rocks my hopes go dashing
I don't mean to seem so sorry
For myself
But my life seems hidden on
Some dusty shelf
If I tried to date you
It would be in vain
If I had a picnic
It would rain
It would rain
Lighting flashing, thunder clashing
It would rain
On the rocks my hopes go dashing
It would rain
Lighting flashing, thunder clashing
If I had a picnic
It would rain
Writer/s: GERALD HUGH RAMSEY
