May 11, 2003

I suddenly fell headlong for this song (more famous as part of the soundtrack of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid) : these lyrics would not describe me as I exist currently, but the thought would be something I could work towards.

So, until I pull it down, this is added to my personal anthems:

Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he' got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my, head they keep falling

But there's one thing I know
The blues he sends to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Crying's not for me
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me

:: B.J.Thomas

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