The place...

... has gone to pot since I've been away. Tree blown down in the garden, serious lack of bathroom cleaning, dogs proudly sporting clingons, and to top it off the trains are off for weeks so my preferred means of popping into town to cheer myself up is as useful as the defunct drinking fountain at the station. Can it get worse? Oh - here comes the rain again. Bummer.




Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new
emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby talk to me
Like lovers do
Walk with me
Like lovers do
Talk to me
Like lovers do

Here comes the rain again
Raining in my head like a tragedy
Tearing me apart like a new
emotion
Oooooh
I want to breathe in the open wind
I want to kiss like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby talk to me
Like lovers do

Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new
emotion
(Here it comes again, here it comes
again)
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you