The Rain

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, oh

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

But I kept the rain, falling down on me

All the time

All the time, oh

I kept the rain, falling down on me

All the time

All of the time

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

Oh, I kept the rain, falling down on me

All the time

All the time

I kept the rain, falling down on me

Falling down on me, all the time

All of the time

All the time

All the time

I kept the rain, falling down on me

Falling, falling down

(I kept the rain) falling down on me