Rain - Dan Croll

I called you up just to make some sense of it

To calibrate just a frame of mind

And I packed a t-shirt that hadn’t seen daylight

And left my layers in a draw confined

But I think if it’s all the same

I think I’ll miss the rain

Rain, the rain, rain, rain

All that’s left behind now feels colourblind

A strange withdrawl that I’ve never known

So if I burn away, take me back some day

And let me soak in the home I know

'Cus I think if it’s all the same

I think I miss the rain

Rain, the rain, rain, rain

I think I like you

But as soon as I’m through

I’m heading back all the way

'cus I miss the rain

Rain, rain, the rain, rain, rain