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