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I see some signs, the clouds are grey.
It’s going to rain, right through the day.
I know what this means.
I know what this means to you.
The raindrops have gifted me a clue.

With you beside me and my cappuccino,
Love tastes sweet, and I know.
I know what it means to me and to you.
The rains have gifted me a lovely view.

A gentle breeze, a tender kiss,
Your subtle smile is my heavenly bliss.
I see some signs, and I know.
I know what it means to you.
The clouds have gifted me the purest dew.

In my arms, hum a song,
Be right here, all day long.
This means life, this means love.
Graces are falling, from up above.
I see some signs, and I know.
I know what it means to me and to you.
The clouds have gifted me a way to love you.


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