Feeling bout Rains and me

The Grass, the path, the rock are wet
Not only raining with dogs but also with cats
People say their days its good but my days its bad
Cause I dream, I was chased by a filty rat
Woke up 2.30 in the morning cause Im having some nightmare
So i went to the kitchen to eat my left over pear
In the kitchen there's no tables and chairs
So i sat on the floor at the side with my fluffy bear
hear the rain pouring, see the rain dropping
see some happy couples dancing
I have feeling with this terrible weather
Cause it's making my fears away, making me better
from the clouds to lands
feeling the rain with my bare hand
changing me from a lil boy to a man
from those stupit short pants
to a smart long pants