Raindrops tapping on the window The sky\'s a blanket, gray and low I\'m wrapped up in an old quilted blanket Listening to the radio Coffee brewing, warming hands Thinking \'bout the way life runs Rainy days, they paint the town With shades of blue and fading brown In the quiet, stories bloom In this old, familiar room Boots by the door, mud on the floor Reminding me of times before When we danced under the moonlight Now it\'s just the rain tonight Leaves are falling, colors fade But I got you, come what may Rainy days, they paint the town With shades of blue and fading brown In the quiet, stories bloom In this old, familiar room Thunder whispers, secrets told In our hearts, we hold the gold Every storm, it brings us near With every drop, you\'re always here Rainy days, they paint the town With shades of blue and fading brown In the quiet, stories bloom In this old, familiar room