Looking At The Rain

(álbum: The New South - 1977)

Looking at the rain feeling the pain of love lost running through my brain

Looking at the wind, watching it spin the leafs along the street, you win
Waiting for a line to fall, telling you it's all a big mistake
Looking at a face so out of place inside that picture frame of lace

Looking at the walls, wishing you'd call and tell me you're OK, that's all
Wishing this was all a dream, and I'd find you sleeping when I wake
Looking at the dreams so ill at ease from sleep that will not come, that's me

Looking at the dawn knowing it's wrong, still thinking of your love that's gone
Wishing this was all a dream, that I'd find you sleeping when I wake
Looking at the rain feeling the pain of love lost running through my brain

Looking at the wind, watching it spin the leafs along the street, you win
Waiting for a line to fall, telling you it's all a big mistake
But the words won't come and I know I'd feel the same looking at the rain