I wish for the rain whenever you go

And I'm digging my grave after the show

Only drifting away

Under streetlamps drowning out all of the stars

That might've been guiding my way back home

Walk in the rain with nobody there

But a simple refrain, a chill in the air

And a moon hanging pale

Casting shadows over the cobblestone street

At morning when the air is new, your presence lingers on

Tears upon the pillow where you lay

My coffee's getting colder while I wonder where you've gone

Better off alone than be

A fool in the rain, hoping you'll come by

But you won't, I'll remain with tears in my eyes

I'm a living cliché, and you're kissing her face

I'm alone

With a wish for the rain

When I cry, the rain knows why

She knows

Hm-mm