Every Drop Of Rain

Whole man drawing I was just a young girl
A girl with curly hair
Your mother called me family
I became quite close to her.

I handled all the money
Washed the clothes and made the meals
In the night she'd wake up screaming
So you children slept with me.

They called us garage people
Where we lived there, you and me
When you're poor—it's like you're naked
And every drop of rain you feel.

When it rained we slept on boxes
There was water all around.

But the people in the big house
Never bothered to find out
No clothes, no bed, no jewelry
Sometimes I had no shoes.

A typhoon came—the house collapsed
And the neighbors passed us food.

They called us garage people
Where we lived there, you and me
When you're poor—it's like you're naked
And every drop of rain you feel.

Every little tiny drop of rain you feel—every drop of rain
Every little tiny drop of rain you feel—every drop of rain.

I handled our finances
I myself was never paid.

My teachers paid a visit
I felt, felt so ashamed.

But I had kept my dignity
Some things cannot be killed.

I smiled and kept my head up
A Romualdez I was still.

Every little tiny drop of rain you feel—every drop of rain
Every little tiny drop of rain you feel—every drop of rain.