As grey clouds gather round,
The drops begin to tumble,
They make a soothing sound
As the sky begins to rumble.

But it’s warm in here beside you,
And I’ll snuggle in your sweater,
We’ll do what birds and bees do,
As the world outside gets wetter.

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