You are raining in I can't escape that feeling You're dripping into the buckets I have placed Where damage isn't already done I saw you on bus 15 Heading north to take the train Everyone looks the same Still we have different names
You are raining in I can't escape that feeling You're dripping into the buckets I have placed Where damage isn't already done I saw you on bus 15 Heading north to take the train Everyone looks the same Still we have different names