Rainy Days

Rainy Days - Vintage, Alf Wardhana

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Rainy days may come and go

It splashes through the window

I can listen to the colour and with you it's getting better

Look around, it's subtle, it washed away the gloom

Though it's not ours to settle, let's get inside the room

Nobody told us it was the best time

The bells chime and I'm knocking at your door

Don't talk about the destiny

'Cause all we need is a small twinge of melancholy

The silent breaks but it does so awfully