Rainy Days
Sanjaya and Shyamali Malakar, Anna Recchi, Gary Haase
Rainy, rainy days, come and wash all of my tears away
And bring me home again and wash away my sins
Sitting alone in a place where I feel free
Where I can contemplate peacefully
Wind is moving, birds are all high
Looks like this could be a beautiful day
Sitting alone wondering where my soul has been
Every time I look I find a means to the end
Clouds are passing, water is still
Looks like this could be a beautiful day
Still finding myself in the spot where you left me
Don't know where to look or where the best place would be

Trees are swaying, hands are getting cold
Looks like this could be a beautiful day
Someone jogs past with a well-trained bichon frise
My eyes follow closely but I cannot see
Sirens break the silence there's no blue in the sky
It's a wonderful day
Rainy, rainy days (rainy days)
Come and wash all of my tears away (all of my tears away)
And bring me home again (ohhhh)
And wash away my sins (wash away my sins)
Constant testing could soon take its toll
If they catch you with your guard down
But living locked up behind tempered walls
Could never help you find what I've found
On those rainy days, rainy days
On those rainy days, rainy days Oooooo yeah