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
