. . But when I'm alone. I can hear. Thesoundofrain. In my heart. Ofthe tears that I hide. And it tears me apart. 'Cause I keep them inside. I can't get away. From thesoundoftherain. In my
sing. All I hear is thesound. Ofrain falling on the ground. I sit and watch as tears go by. ♪. It is the evening ofthe day. I sit and watch the children play. Doing things I used to do, they think are
aim. The day before you came. And turning out the light. I must have yawned and cuddled up for yet another night. And rattling on the roof I must have heard thesoundofrain. The day before you came
. Hating thesoundofrain With you beside me. The rose would bloom in the snow. With you beside me. No winds of winter would blow I gave you my love and I was living a dream. But living would seem in
children sing. All I ever hear is thesoundofrain falling on the ground. I sit and watch as tears go by It is the evening ofthe day. I sit and watch the children play. Doin' things I used to do, they