(Written by: Burt Bacharach and Hal David)
(feat. Lyle Lovett)
Raindrops are 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
he's sleeping on the job
those raindrops are falling on my head
they keep fallin'
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
steps 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.
Nothings worrying me.
It won't be long till happiness steps 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.
Nothings worrying me.