Lawrence Hall
Dispatches
for the Colonial Office
Watching the Rain Without You
The rain is incomplete
without you
If you were here we could sit
on the couch
I’d put a Frank Sinatra on
the machine
So he and the rain could sing
to us
But especially to you
The rain is incomplete
without you
If you were here we could lie
on the floor
As I read the funny papers to
you
And do you like good ol’
Charlie Brown?
But of course you do
The rain is incomplete
without you
It misses you almost as much
as I
Almost
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