Small rain, like breeze Thus gives, an ease We go, where all It smells, like love We're going over and over (Over and over) Let me be a living, a feeling doctor There must be a reason that I can't et There must be a reason for feeling like this There must be a reason Small rain like breeze Dust gives and it is We go where it roll It smells like love Why are you going over and over? It must be a reason It must be a reason It must be a reason It's not a mistake