Silver mirrors on the lane
Little lakes made out of rain
The puddles hold the upside town
The chimneys pointing upside down
A sparrow bathes without a care
In one small sky that landed there
He sends the rain on field and street
On all the just and unjust feet
Puddle waltzing, one two three
Raindrops dancing wild and free
Every splash a silver ring
Even gutters learn to sing
A child runs by in yellow boots
And jumps with both her rainy roots
The water leaps, she laughs out loud
The best applause beneath a cloud
Puddle waltzing, one two three
Raindrops dancing wild and free
Every splash a silver ring
Even gutters learn to sing
The sky comes down to touch the ground
And leaves a little heaven around
Puddle waltzing, one two three
Raindrops dancing wild and free
Every splash a silver ring
Even gutters learn to sing
Silver mirrors on the lane
Little lakes made out of rain
