Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head

Raindrops keep falling on my head... And just like the guy 
whose feet
are too big for his bed, nothing seems to fit. Those 
raindrops are
falling on my head, they keep falling.

So I just did me some talking to the sun. And I said I 
didn't like the
way, he got things done... sleeping on the job... those 
raindrops are
falling on my head, they keep falling.

But there's one thing I know: The blues they send to meet 
me won't
defeat me. It won't be long till happiness sleps up to 
greet me.

Raindrops keep falling on my head but that doesn't mean my 
eyes will
soon be turning red. Crying's not for me cause I'm never 
gonna stop
the rain by complaining. Because I'm free. Nothing's 
worrying
me.