I called you up just to make some sense of it
To calibrate just a frame of mind
And I packed a t-shirt that hadn’t seen daylight
And left my layers in a draw confined
But I think if it’s all the same
I think I’ll miss the rain
Rain, the rain, rain, rain
All that’s left behind now feels colourblind
A strange withdrawl that I’ve never known
So if I burn away, take me back some day
And let me soak in the home I know
‘Cause I think if it’s all the same
I think I miss the rain
Rain, the rain, rain, rain
I think I like you
But as soon as I’m through
I’m heading back all the way
‘Cause I miss the rain
Rain, rain, the rain, rain, rain
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