I AM THE RAIN
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane as you sit and wait.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane as you hear the gate.
And I’m falling on the shoulders of a man
Who walks up your path and in through your door.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane and you sit him down.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane as your arms go ‘round.
You pour his drink and tell him of your love,
He sips his drink and complains of the rain.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane as you take him to bed.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane as your clothes are shed.
You make sweet love like we used to do,
I’m left outside with the cold morning dew.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane, I am the rain.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane, I am the rain.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane, I am the rain.
I’m the rain that falls on your window pane, I’ve become the rain.
