No wonder why I think like that.

Sun can’t be felt from inside.

Hear the voice again n again

You will be sure it’s just the rain

A cup of tea in my hand,

Listening to rock n roll band

Gives me feel that I am here

When I am not in rain there

I left, under the umbrella

It can be sun or it can be rain

But till the time I am here outside

I think really what’s inside

No wonder why I think like that

It’s possible that it’s just a cat

Is that a sign of rain?

I hear the voice again n again