every time it rains I feel her holding me And every time it rains Are the angels crying? And every time it rains I feel her holding me And every time it rains
And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it rains Are the angels crying And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it rains
Übersetzung: Cold. Regen Song.
life? And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it rains Are the angels crying And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it rains
love, your love Only your love, your love, your love Verse 2 Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Love me Lord you sho do I done lied and cheated and cheated and lied
it hadn't been If it hadn't been for love Four cold walls against my will At least I know she's lying still Four cold walls without parole Lord have
the woods out there, Settles harder than the cold winter ground. Come in from the shadows of these boot black, marching clouds Because trouble falls like rain
: Standing in the rain The cold and angry rain In a long white dress A girl without a name She stood beneath the light Glowing like a candle bright
on fast Ain't complaining 'bout what I got Seen better times, but who has not? Silvio Silver and gold Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold Silvio
sleep with her Through the darkest night And you wake beside her in the early light Kiss her gently like I might And bring her round If she stumbles if she trips and slows In the darkest rain
from the rain But now I'm back where you found me Out in the cold again. Yes, I wanted your arms all around me To shelter me from the rain But now,
: There's a blood red circle on the cold dark ground and the rain is falling down The church doors blown open I can hear the organ's song But the congregation
And never heed the empty bottle Turn the water into wine And turn the party up full throttle Don't go out into the cold Where the wind and rain are blowing
more time And never heed the empty bottle Turn the water into wine And turn the party up full throttle Don't go out into the cold Where the wind and rain
my songs in the city... I thought the streets of London Would be paved with gold, But the only gold was in the setting sun, And these city nights are so cold
couldn't last But oh a friend like a fool Mentions your name Sunny days, drunken nights You smile and say, it's alright But oh the cold cold rain At
angels And you've receded into loam And they're picking at your bones Will call cold We'll come home Quiet now Will we gather to conjure the rain down