(T. Rondazzo, V. Pikke)

[Recorded November 14, 1968, Hollywod]



My eyes are dry, my love, since you've been gone, I haven't shed a tear,

I'll never cry, my love, though every day seems like a hundred years,

For I'm just a fool who clings to his pride but when I'm alone,

I can hear the sound of rain in my heart, of the tears that I hide,

And it tears me apart, 'cause I keep them inside,

I can't get away from the sound of the rain in my heart.

How could I know, my love, I was a toy, only a game to you?

How could you go, my love, without a thought of what I'm going through?

How can I forget I still love you so, it echoes each time that I hear

The sound of rain in my heart from the tears that I hide,

So it tears me apart, I still keep them inside,

But I can't escape from the sound of the rain in my heart.

I hear that rain in my heart of the tears that I hide

And it tears me apart, 'cause I keep them inside...



[music fades]