Pitter, patter, pitter, patter      One drop of rain on your window pane   Doesn't mean to say there's a thunderstorm coming   The rain may fall   For an hour or more   But it doesn't matter   No, it doesn't matter.      One gentle breeze blowing softly through the trees   Doesn't mean to say there's a hurricane humming   So don't start running   Every time you hear it coming   Cuz 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 dying   So don't start crying over second-hand lying   Cuz it doesn't matter   No, 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