The Rain

Album:Tourism

I was raised the northern way

And my father had a northern name

I did my crying out in the pouring rain

And a season turned into another one

I found a heart bright like the morning sun

He touched my lips （so softly） with his fingertips

But I kept the rain falling down on me

all the time

all the time

I kept the rain falling down on me

all the time

all the time

And some things in life won't ever change

There's a smell of a rusty chain

and of love disappearing like an aeroplane

I've kept the rain falling down on me

all the time

all the time

I've kept the rain falling down on me

all the time

all the time

all the time

But I kept the rain falling down on me

all the time

all the time

I've kept the rain falling down on me

all the time

all the time

I kept the rain falling down on me

all the time

all the time

I've kept the rain falling down on me falling down on me

all the time

all the time

all the time

all the time

I've kept the rain falling down on me

I've kept the rain falling down on me