The Fortunes - Storm in a teacup
Tekst en muziek: Ron Roker en Lynsey Rubin
(1972)






One drop of rain
On your window pane
Doesn’t mean to say there’s a thunderstorm comin’
Rain may pour
For an hour or more
But it doesn’t matter
You know, it doesn’t matter



One gentle breeze
Blowin’ softly through the trees
Doesn’t mean to say there’s a hurricane hummin’
Don’t stop running
Ev’ry time you hear it coming
’Cause it doesn’t matter
You know, it doesn’t matter



One little word
That you may have overheard
Doesn’t mean to say that my love for you is dyin’
Don’t start cryin’
Over second hand lyin’
Say: “It doesn’t matter”
You know, it doesn’t matter



It’s a storm in a teacup
Brewing up double
All those tiny little troubles
It’s a storm in a teacup
It really doesn’t matter
If it pitter-pitter-patters
All the day



One little word
That you may have overheard
Doesn’t mean to say that my love for you is dyin’
Don’t start cryin’
Over second hand lyin’
Say: “It doesn’t matter”
You know, it doesn’t matter



It’s a storm in a teacup
Brewing up double
All those tiny little troubles
It’s storm in a teacup
It really doesn’t matter
If it pitter-pitter-patters
All the day



One drop of rain
On your window pane
Doesn’t mean to say there’s a thunderstorm comin’
Rain may pour
For an hour or more
But it doesn’t matter
You know, it doesn’t matter









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