Love is complicated and illogical…..in the sense that it’s possible for two humans to bond just because they like the same song.
I remember once when this number was played…. I sat-up and almost simultaneously realized that in that room there was another, who had exhibited the same kind of reaction as I.
I remember when our gaze met… we had a mutual appreciation and feeling that there is someone just like me…wonderful isn’t it?
I remember the bus rides on the lonely island with just a walkman and a CD with this number among others like Nights in White Satin. We had day passes, we had the sun playing hide-and-seek with the tropical rain clouds, we had the ocean in a rainy mood, we had the music, and we had each other. Hmm, Raindrops keep falling on my head…
Raindrops keep falling on my head… And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed, nothing seems to fit. Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling.
So I just did me some talking to the sun. And I said I didn’t like the way, he got things done… sleeping on the job… those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling.
But there’s one thing I know: The blues they send to meet me won’t defeat me. It won’t be long till happiness steps up to greet me.
Raindrops keep falling on my head but that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turning red. Crying’s not for me cause I’m never gonna stop the rain by complaining. Because I’m free. Nothing’s worrying me.
[Lyrics: Hal David]