Sometimes it’s all sunny,
But it’s raining on me.
Sometimes it’s all cloudy,
But the sun is in me.
But the sun is in me.

We can all handle the rain,
Just a bit, ’cause we train
But when it’s not raining
And when I’m still soaked,
Maybe I’m raining in my head.
Maybe you’re raining too,
Maybe we’re raining too.

Sometimes I’m all sunny,
But I’m raining from the inside,
When it gets all cloudy,
Since you’re not by my side.
Since you’re not by my side.

We can all handle the rain,
Just a bit, ’cause we train
But when will I stop raining
I’m tired to be soaked,
There’s no umbrella in my head.
I don’t know if you’re raining too,
But I’m still soaked to the bone ooh.

I hate those sunny sundays,
When I just go ahead,
But I love the rainy days,
Where the sun is shining in my head.
Is shining in my head.

We can all handle the rain,
That wasn’t a bit, still I didn’t fail
Now that I’ve stoped raining,
I feel empty and dried
Yet I’ve blocked the flood in my head,
Now I know my sun is blinding,
It dried your clouds back in the morning.

Flooded puddles don’t care,
Where they’re coming from.
Which cloud could have gone
To make it feel home.
Feel home.