It's Raining Raining...
Ooh Baby It's Raining Raining...
Come into Me...
Come into Me...
Come into Me...
It's Pouring Rain...
It's Pouring Rain...
It's Pouring Rain...
Come into Me...
Come into Me...
Come into Me...
Mom used to tell me
"You are too soft, too open at times, baby. Later people can easily take you for granted."
I used to reply her
"I think it's the right way of living. Once I treat people really really well they will surely treat me well in return."
After that she simply told me
"Let life teach you, my silly daughter."
I was puzzled for such a long time. I was stubborn. I never believed in what she said.
Now then her words really touch my consciousness. Yeah, people do take me for granted. And when someone knows how to cherish me more, it will be too little too late, I'll have suffered too much by then.
"You are too soft, too open at times, baby. Later people can easily take you for granted."
I used to reply her
"I think it's the right way of living. Once I treat people really really well they will surely treat me well in return."
After that she simply told me
"Let life teach you, my silly daughter."
I was puzzled for such a long time. I was stubborn. I never believed in what she said.
Now then her words really touch my consciousness. Yeah, people do take me for granted. And when someone knows how to cherish me more, it will be too little too late, I'll have suffered too much by then.
Why? How?
These questions keep torturing my mind.
And my life keeps going on in its ordinary way.
And my life keeps going on in its ordinary way.
Anyone cares further than what I can give?
Anyone cares about my true happiness?
Anyone doesn't demand from me?
Anyone?
...
Anyone cares about my true happiness?
Anyone doesn't demand from me?
Anyone?
...
Please don't let my questions fall into silence.
I'm crazily searching for the answer.
Anyone can reply me?
I'm not the clown of life.
I don't entertain you for the sake of doing it.
I bring you happiness simply because I'm happy to see your smiles.
You can stand under my umbrella. Always. Even when it's sunny or rainy or nothing at all.
But can I stand under your umbrella when mine is spoilt?
I'm crazily searching for the answer.
Anyone can reply me?
I'm not the clown of life.
I don't entertain you for the sake of doing it.
I bring you happiness simply because I'm happy to see your smiles.
You can stand under my umbrella. Always. Even when it's sunny or rainy or nothing at all.
But can I stand under your umbrella when mine is spoilt?
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