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Strolling along country roads with my baby.
It starts to rain, it begins to pour.
Without an umbrella we're soaked to the skin.
I feel a shiver run up my spine.
I feel the warmth of her hand in mine.
Ooo, I hear laughter in the rain,
Walking hand in hand with the one I love.
Ooo, how I love the rainy days and the happy way I feel inside.
After a while we run under a tree.
I turn to her and she kisses me.
There with the beat of the rain on the leaves
Softly she breathes and I close my eyes.
Sharing our love under stormy skies.
Ooo, I hear laughter in the rain,
Walking hand in hand with the one I love.
Ooo, how I love the rainy days and the happy way I feel inside.
I feel the warmth of her hand in mine.
Ooo, I hear laughter in the rain,
Walking hand in hand with the one I love.
Ooo, how I love the rainy days and the happy way I feel inside.
Ooo, I hear laughter in the rain,
Walking hand in hand with the one I love.
Ooo, how I love the rainy days
And the happy way I feel inside.....
It certainly wouldn't have been 'cool' to admit to liking Neil Sedaka but this record is beautiful. And it actually happened to me, only we got drenched in a graveyard!
