Raindrops

Raindrops...Raindrops...Raindrops

Raindrops are falling on my cheek,

Feelings are growing weak,

Here my voice says the  drops,

Umbrella's are my main props.

Leave the prop and feel the love,

Falling from skies ,

on million of loves.

Raindrops are falling on my heart,

asking for a hot romantic talk,

Fresh feelings are arisen at the hall,

sing , dance and pop-up through the ball.

Asking for a thrilling chance ,

my  heart dances with the rain and feels the love

Pouring at me at my own request.