Love Sick Waterdrops:

Those raindrops that keep falling
Falling on my head,
Are for the good of mankind
And certainly not shed.

They tumble from the skies
Not eyeballs that's red,
And packed full of hope
Not feelings of dead.

They can make you sad
Cause there's nothing to do,
And may get you down
Or make you feel blue.

But their nothing like tears
Those other waterdrops,
For bad feelings are there
Long after they stop.

Those raindrops that keep falling
They water the plants,
A picture perfect World
Even without Rembrandt.

They wash away misery
From the sidewalks and street,
The dirt and the trash
That don't look so sweet.

They can ruin your plans
Put your time in a bind,
And may make you mad
From what they leave behind.

But their nothing like tears
Those other waterdrops,
Bcause they're nowhere as blue
And sometimes they stop