No Rain.

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain I like watchin' the puddles gather rain And all I can do is just pour some tea for two and speak my point of view But it's not sane, It's not sane
	I just want someone to say to me, oh oh oh oh I'll always be there when you wake You know I'd like to keep my tears dry today So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day And I start to complain that there's no rain And all I can do is read a book to stay awake And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape! Escape, escape, escape.										Queria ter escrito essa letra. Pro Pedro, que diz que fugir é necessário.