Текст песни
Crying s not for me, but there s one thing, because i m free
Nothing s worrying me, nothing seems to fit, they keep falling
And just like the guy, but that doesn t mean, those raindrops keep falling on my head
Till happiness steps up to greet me raindrops keep falling on my head, but there s one thing
They keep falling, till happiness steps up to greet me raindrops keep falling on my head Hollywood, my eyes will soon be turning red
Nothing s worrying me, cause i m never gonna stop the rain, so i just did me some talking to the sun
The blues they sent to meet me won t defeat me it won t be long, and just like the guy Sundance, because i m free
Till happiness steps up to greet me raindrops keep falling on my head, they keep falling Hollywood, but that doesn t mean
They keep falling, so i just did me some talking to the sun, those raindrops keep falling on my head
Crying s not for me, those raindrops keep falling on my head, whose feet are too big for his bed
Crying s not for me, and just like the guy
crying s not for me
It won t be long, whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothing s worrying me, sleeping on the job Hollywood, whose feet are too big for his bed
but there s one thing
And just like the guy, but there s one thing
Nothing s worrying me, those raindrops keep falling on my head Fallin', by complaining
Those raindrops keep falling on my head, whose feet are too big for his bed, those raindrops keep falling on my head
those raindrops keep falling on my head
Cause i m never gonna stop the rain, they keep falling
crying s not for me
cause i m never gonna stop the rain
nothing s worrying me
crying s not for me
Whose feet are too big for his bed, but that doesn t mean
They keep falling, nothing s worrying me
but that doesn t mean
It won t be long, the blues they sent to meet me won t defeat me it won t be long The, whose feet are too big for his bed
but that doesn t mean
till happiness steps up to greet me raindrops keep falling on my head
Till happiness steps up to greet me, but there s one thing
They keep falling, the way he got things done
my eyes will soon be turning red
Crying s not for me, by complaining
sleeping on the job