A Song

Rain falls nobody calls
Nothing to do, this must be Tuesday
Don't ask how I know. Wasn't it always so?
Some times I draw the blinds
And make up a song alone in darkness
Daydreams always seem a natural thing to do

Making melodies personal friends of mine
Clumsy hands caress the keys with a song of my own design
A song that will hurry my worries away
Give me some sun on a rainy day
When I'm feeling tied down I can fly away
I can do it with just a song

Making melodies personal friends of mine
Clumsy hands caress the keys with a song of my own design

Old friends, long dead and gone
Lovers I've lost and close relations
So good to see 'em all again
Living in this... a song