You theorize
Over breakfast with Jane Doe
And you realize
You've hit an all time low
Maybe the rain must fall
To soften the soil
Happiness is a bean
In a paper bag full of dreams
Maybe the rain must fall
You say that life
Is never what it seems
You claim that the truth
Is always the space between
Maybe the rain must fall
To soften the soil
Happiness is a bean
In a paperbag full of dreams
Maybe the rain must fall