I was rasied 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

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

I kept the rain, falling down on me

All the time

All The time