secretly wishing for rain

Spring is in the air, but somehow I'm in an autumn mood, secretly wishing for rain and falling leaves...


David Sylvian, "September"

The sun shines high above
The sounds of laughter
The birds swoop down upon
The crosses of old grey churches

We say that we’re in love
While secretly wishing for rain
Sipping coke and playing games

September’s here again
September’s here again