Water on the window Little drops of light-flow Watching pyramids grow Until the wind comes blowing Like sunshowers coming down and Taking over all my senses Trickle on the purple flowers in the garden bed Scribble through the early hours learning how to start back up again Patient as the wound heals Drawing on the windshield Little life keeps moving To the dream I'm choosing Like sunshowers coming down and Taking over all my senses Trickle on the purple flowers in the garden bed Scribble through the early hours learning how to start back up again And in the morning when I'm waking I'm not looking I'm just feeling my way again I'm feeling my way again Sunshowers coming down and Taking over all my senses Sunshowers coming down and Taking over all my senses Sunshowers coming down and Taking over all my senses Sunshowers coming down and Taking over all my senses Sunshowers coming down and Taking over all my senses Sunshowers coming down and Taking over all my senses