You Look Like Rain

You and your Sunday mornings

Me and my Saturday nights

You and all your colors

Me and my black and whites

You and your lace and cotton

Up against my whiskey skin

Saving me the way you always do it

'Cause I'm hell up here on the high wire

You're the hallelujah kind

I'm the dust that spins and the gust of wind that's blowing by

I'm a desert dry

And in my thirsty eyes

You look like rain

You and your stained glass windows

Me and my cracked windshield

You and your quiet view

Me and my can't sit still

'Cause I'm hell up here on the high wire

You're the hallelujah kind

I'm the dust that spins and the gust of wind that's blowing by

I'm a desert dry

And in my thirsty eyes

You look like rain

Girl I'm hell up here on the high wire

You're the hallelujah kind

I'm the dust that spins and the gust of wind that's blowing by

I'm a desert dry

And in my thirsty eyes

You look like rain

You look like rain

You look like rain

You look like rain

You look like rain

You're my sweet rain