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It's raining again |
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I'm hearing its pitter patter down |
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It's wet in the street |
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Reflecting the lights and splashing feet |
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Nowhere to go |
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And nothing |
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I have to do, have to do |
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It's raining again |
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I follow the |
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Christmas lights downtown |
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I'm leaving the flow |
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Of people walking all around |
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Round and round |
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I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears |
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Washing away the weariness like tears |
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I can feel my troubles running down |
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Disappear into the silent sound |
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Just walking along |
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My clothes are soaked right through to the skin |
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I haven't a doubt, that this is what life is all about |
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The sun and the rain |
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Scraps of brain washing down the drain |
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I feel the rain falling on my face |
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I can say there is no better place |
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Than standing up in the falling down |
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In so much rain |
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I could almost drown |
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It's raining again |
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A crack in the clouds reveals blue skies |
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I've been feeling so low but now everything is on my side |
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The sun and the rain |
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Walk with me, fill my heart again |
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I hear the rain falling in my ears |
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Washing away the weariness like tears |
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I can feel my troubles running down |
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Disappear into the silent sound |
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I feel the rain falling on my face |
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I can say there is no better place |
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Than standing up in the falling down |
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In so much rain |
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I could almost drown |
