I got a pretty new purple skirt but now its all wet,
tears from heaven covered me this morning from feet to head.
The wind didn't wanted to dry my skin, the trees are laughing at me
and all the bees are here wanting to get the nectar from me.
Mister sun come out, I'm starting to feel cold
bath me with your warm kisses, turn your love on.
Don't be shy big old star, please come here and hug me.
Hurry up, I feel cold... my heart is barely holding.
