I need Love,Air and Water;


Rain-a drizzle,


i need to walk through it-

walk and be wet and be happy and all that...





i want to be drenched-to be lost in the rain again...


I want that fragrance of wet mud in the air again...

I want to be able to make newspaper boats again...

see them float through the roadside drain,


walk with them and toss and turn;





And I want to get wet again...


There has to be the idiot in me somewhere-the one who cries in the rain...


but i dont want that idiot to know that i shall walk through the rain;





I want to see mom stand on the gate-


see me laugh-the wet wild kid on the road,


to see her chuckle as she calls


for the girl to come back again...