Rain Man Oh Rain Man

Worrying and fretting that’s my passion
People pointing people staring
People looking the other way
Never needing the pity I do cry for

Oh whisper, whisper again to your friend so dear
As you both briskly walk away
Never soothing the tears I do shed

Crying, crying it’s my hobby
I am building a river
Oh river, oh river will you cry for me
As I bathe in my sorrow
Or will you run away too

Oh rain man, oh rain man please fill my river
As I have no more tears to shed for you
Now it’s your turn to cry alone

 

©Paul Davidson
2003