I love you more than the rain in the afternoon.
And I love the rain in the afternoon.

I love to watch as the rain streams down the window.
With the sunlight shining through...
I love the rain in the afternoon.

I love to lay on our bed and watch the willow weeping
and watch it sway back and forth while the raindrops are beating.
I can hear each one as it falls on our tin roof.
I love the rain in the afternoon.

I love the rain in the afternoon...
But not as much as I love you.

--Luke Ash
(ours)