I wish for the rain whenever you go And I'm digging my grave after the show Only drifting away Under street lamps drowning out all of the Stars that might've been guiding my way back home Walk in the rain
With nobody there But a simple refrain, a chill in the air And a Moon hanging pale Casting shadows over the cobblestone street
At morning when the air is new Your presence lingers on Tears upon the pillow where you lay My coffee's getting colder while I wonder where you've gone Better off alone than be a
Fool in the rain Hoping you'll come by But you won't, I'll remain With tears in my eyes
I'm a living cliche And you're kissing her face I'm alone
With a wish for the rain When I cry the rain knows why She knows
