IN THE SUMMER RAIN


 Walking the trails, baby you and I, together under a clouded sky,


     Dark and stormy, the wind howling through the trees speaking as It travels.


     You start running across a wide open grassy field, wind blowing your dress,


      Your hair so long and beautiful flowing In the days' breezy weather.


     Chasing you do I along the path created by your footsteps, following you,


     Thunder rumbles through the clouds, the wind making the grass wave across the land.


     Taking hold of you with my hands gently around your waist as I hear a laugh,


     Drop by drop the rain begins to come down, It falls showering us now.


    Turning you around, I kiss that soft, wet face as you return a kiss to me,


    There Is love In the Summer rain, there Are you and I.


                                 Keith Garrett