On some occasions I think that you are sleepy as usual.
On rainy days sometimes you tend to sleep.
I begin to think that on some rainy days I am dreaming of you while you get sleepy,
and on those rainy days here I am watching you in my dreams.
You stand there looking at me sleep.
And sometimes I swear I think they’ll hear me calling out your name.
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