It's too bright here, Mother
The air is too thin
This is not my home anymore
Where do I begin?
I'll start with the clouds
A thick blanket of cover
The lush fields of green
Where the rain clouds hover
I never thought I'd like it here
But the rain is divine
And my skin has gotten lighter
But all that's just fine
You always thought of me
As a summer-loving girl
But the rain makes me healthier
It gives my hair a fresh curl
The people, they're not so bad
I even like my classes
I don't need the sun anymore
I love the rain that never passes
But let me tell you, Mother
It's not the clouds, classes or air
It's the topaz-eyed boy
With the crooked smile and bronze hair