On Rainy Days Soft, the rain falls quiet, gentle your words are the cold bites but there’s warmth as we sit by the fire the music plays gently I speak the words I say were none to meek that all I know is my love for you that it shall grow gently the rain renews all the world seems brighter when I’m with you the clouds clear the sun shines but you and I stay inside making love by the fire’s light.