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Now Playing: Another Place’s Rain. (Wouldn't this make a FANTASTIC ring tone?)
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Oh the cloud let go on the music show on a song that everyone knows.
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie.
Watch ‘em run for the roof to get dry, but not you and I.
I’m thinking of days when I’ve known the rain.
How it came down calling on, falling on me.
Call it home by another name.
Soaked to the bone again
I’m lost in the moment when I’m there to taste another place’s rain.
(A long, long, long, time ago)
I’m walking to school in a yellow rubber coat and a pair of galoshes to boot.
Hop over a puddle like a castle moat.
Try floating a dandelion boat.
Tiny sun shining on a shallow sea while the sky keeps falling on me.
That’s when I felt it first.
Sympathy in a wild cloud burst.
Seemed like nothing else could ease my thirst quite like the taste of another place’s rain.
Under an umbrella back in Germany it’s my old best buddy and me.
A couple of thumbs on an Autobahn run trying to get to London for free.
Watching all of Germany drive on by.
Backseats looking warm and dry.
Windshield wipers waving hello, hello, and hello…
Goodbye to a time and place.
A younger heart and a younger face turned to the sky to find some grace
and just to taste another place’s rain.
Rain, rain, go away, or stay, I can take it either way.
And it stoned me to my soul.
Stoned me just like jelly roll, and it stoned me.
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like goin’ home, and it stoned me.
I want to know, have you never seen the rain?
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