Rain
It’s raining outside, but that’s not unusual.
But the way that I’m feeling’s becoming usual.
I guess you could say the clouds are moving away,
away from your days, and into mine.
Now it’s raining inside, and it’s kind of a shame.
And it’s getting to me - a happy man.
Why should you want to waste all of my time?
The world is yours, but I am mine.
Rain, rain, rain in my tears,
measuring carefully my years.
Shame, shame, shame in my mind.
See what you’ve done to my life.
Rain, rain, rain in my tears,
measuring carefully my years.
Shame, shame, shame in my mind.
See what you’ve done to my life.