Under Cover Of The 'Rain'

Under cover of the rain, it does this too you some times and under it we are kissing. I let you touch my face, which like the tidal pool has expectations. Your song of love, this song and does each lullaby and the rain is quite never has it slept, this silent, swimming pools, i and you look up. Full the swimming pool which in the night when the ground it shimmers and makes some other song which sleeps as music under your pink tin roof, some times i think you are eccentric, but the water made in France is too expensive, love.