Yet you take another risk you say But doesn't everyone everyday do so One way or another Like a person Crossing the streets on a red light You chose the path that leads To my door Im not doing anything don't blame me You hate the rain so tell me What is wrong, what is wrong With this cycle? What you are is like the rain i say As spontaneous as the earth You stir me Being fool to fancy I'm a person Crossing the streets at random I found a path that leads To your door Your not doing anything So blame me You hate the rain but tell me What is wrong, what is wrong With this cycle? Cycle of love