Melody
When raindrops fall on tin roofs,
When softly rumbles the earth’s core,
When rustles wind through dry leaves,
It is melody when ripples strike the shore.
When softly rumbles the earth’s core,
When rustles wind through dry leaves,
It is melody when ripples strike the shore.
When birds on a twig sing together,
When whistles a train through forest grove,
When a clock ticks in pure rhythm,
It is melody when sings a heart in love.