I woke today, felt your side of bed
The covers were still warm where you’d been laying.
You were gone, my heart was filled with dread,
You might not be sleeping here again.
It’s alright, I love you,
That’s not going to change
Run me round
Make me hurt again and again.
But I’ll still sing you love songs,
Written in the letters of your name,
And pray the storm to come,
For it surely looks like rain.
Did you ever waken to the sound
Of street cats makin love
And guess from their cries
You were listening to a fight?
Well you know, hate’s just the last
Thing they’re thinking of,
They’re only trying to make it through the night.
I only want to hold you,
I don’t want to tie you down,
Or fence you in the lines
I might have drawn.
It’s just that I—
I’ve gotten used to having you around
My landscape would be empty
If you were gone.
It’s alright, I love you,
That’s not going to change
Run me round
Make me hurt again and again.
But I’ll still sing you love songs,
Written in the letters of your name,
And pray the storm to come,
For it surely looks like rain.
Oh—it looks like rain,
Oh—It surely looks like rain…
Oh—it looks like rain,
Oh—It surely looks like rain…
Oh—it looks like rain,
Oh—It surely looks like rain…