Raindrops keep falling on my head and just like the guys, 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... sleeping on the job... Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling... But there's one thing, I know: The bl...