Love rain down on me, on me, on me Love rain on me, on me, down on me rain down on me, on me, down on me Love down on me, on me, down on me
Met him on a Thursday, afternoon clouds, eighty-four degrees He was brown, Said he wanted to talk my mission to my past lives (Word?) Took me on long walks to places where butterflies rest Talked about Moses and Reparations, blue colors, memories of Adidas
He was fresh summer peaches Sweet on my mind block parties and penny candy Us was nice and warm, no jacket, no umbrella, warm At night we watch the stars And he would physically give me and every one I felt like pepper, red, hot, spicy I felt dizzy and so near the heavens and miles my thighs than love, we made delicious He me had, had me he He had me I could hear his rhythm in my I was his sharp, his section His and his bip And he was my
Love rain down on me, on me, on me
The rain was and, and slowly and sweetly and stinging my eyes And I could not see that he became my voodoo And I was his faithful Wide open, wide, loose like bowels after collard The was made slipped from my lips Dripped down my and landed in his lap And us new Now me and in love Made the coochie easy and the obvious,
The was falling And I couldn't see the season And the slipping off its axis Our beautiful became wildly staccato The was falling and I could not see That I was to be and sowed and fertilized And to drown in his sunny afternoon Cumulus clouds, degrees, melody
Love rain down on me, on me, on me Love down on me, on me, down on me
Wide open, wide The mistake was slipped from my lips, my chin, and landed in his lap And us new, me non clairvoyant and in love me Me the You never true If you didn't want me, ah, you have let me know All you was make a mockery of something so and beautiful I in love
Love rain down on me, on me, on me