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