The afternoon got quiet
The way it does before
The sky's been stacking silver plates
Above the garden wall
The maple turns its leaves around
To catch what's going to fall
And there — one fat and friendly drop
Taps once upon the path
The rain comes down from heaven
And doesn't come back dry
A summer shower's on its way
And so, come in, am I
The air smells green and generous
The birds have all gone still
One drop becomes a dozen drops
Rehearsing on the sill
The first cool gust runs through the yard
Like news from door to door
The rain comes down from heaven
And doesn't come back dry
A summer shower's on its way
And so, come in, am I
I love this minute best of all
The world holds in its breath
The kettle's filled, the window's cracked
The afternoon says yes
Mmm... mmm... mmm
The rain comes down from heaven
And doesn't come back dry
A summer shower's on its way
And so, come in, am I
The rain comes down from heaven
And doesn't come back dry
A summer shower's on its way
And so, come in, am I
The afternoon got quiet
And then the rain said hello
