I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
And i cant help but feel elated
No matter how heavy it falls
And it might even sound like
the roof would just tear off
It makes me feel secure and safe
That i have a roof on top of me.
I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
and i can feel what every people in my little town feels
The excitement when the fresh cool wind blows...
The twinkle in one's eyes when the first rain comes.
Doesnt matter how dirty the roads maybe...
and how harsh the rich guy in the fancy car maybe
Trying every now and then
to find a pothole to splash muddy water at the pedestrians
Life still goes on...
And we still find pleasure in small little joys.
I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
And i know, at least for today
I dont have to fight with my neighbours for the scarce water supply
And i know, they'd feel the same too.
I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
And at times, i'd dread to come out of the house.
But Mommy is in the kitchen
cheerfully making tea..
Reminding us that the farmers will be happy,
the crop will yield a good harvest,
and no one will have to go hungry.
I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
And i realised how i really love my Kohima.
I may lose a loved one,
I may still mourn over him
and nobody may care how our lives have been
but i know its going to be okay...
Like the raindrops that cools down the heat
And cleanses the dirt on my tin roof
I know my heart will heal someday...
Bit by bit
Like the pitter-patter sound of
The raindrops on my tin roof.
And i cant help but feel elated
No matter how heavy it falls
And it might even sound like
the roof would just tear off
It makes me feel secure and safe
That i have a roof on top of me.
I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
and i can feel what every people in my little town feels
The excitement when the fresh cool wind blows...
The twinkle in one's eyes when the first rain comes.
Doesnt matter how dirty the roads maybe...
and how harsh the rich guy in the fancy car maybe
Trying every now and then
to find a pothole to splash muddy water at the pedestrians
Life still goes on...
And we still find pleasure in small little joys.
I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
And i know, at least for today
I dont have to fight with my neighbours for the scarce water supply
And i know, they'd feel the same too.
I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
And at times, i'd dread to come out of the house.
But Mommy is in the kitchen
cheerfully making tea..
Reminding us that the farmers will be happy,
the crop will yield a good harvest,
and no one will have to go hungry.
I hear the raindrops on my tin roof
And i realised how i really love my Kohima.
I may lose a loved one,
I may still mourn over him
and nobody may care how our lives have been
but i know its going to be okay...
Like the raindrops that cools down the heat
And cleanses the dirt on my tin roof
I know my heart will heal someday...
Bit by bit
Like the pitter-patter sound of
The raindrops on my tin roof.
