rain is necessary.




thank you to all of the readers. you're far too kind.
we're past twenty-thousand :o)
still counting baby, still counting.




It's funny
How things get re-arranged
Left out in the rain
Baby, Baby
We've all had somebody who
Used to.....



She used to be your number one
She used to be your only lover
But now,
She's gone and you miss her,
Cause she, used to be your number one,
She used to be your only lover,
But now... that's just what she used to be.



How do I say goodbye to what we had?
The good times that made us laugh...
Outweigh the bad.

And I'll take with me the memories
To be my sunshine after the rain.