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Painted Bells
Winding down the Drury Lane
I fall with the evening rain
My thoughts with the water flow
Like steam rising off the road
Passers-by watch their step
To see that they don't get wet
And I'll just sit beneath this tree
Let the drops fall all over me
And watch the city lights flick on
The crowds collide just out of my reach
The taxi's lights flash up and down the street
I sit and watch the faces go by
I don't wonder where to or why
Cause it's me, the rain, my warm dark pain
Alone at ease and nowhere at all
My thoughts just drift on back to you
It seems you're here, so it must be true
We never parted, you never went away
So I order up another glass
Not to let the moment pass
Turning around in love with you
Oh, I know you loved me too
And it's always been this way
Here sitting in my wet cafe
I catch a spark across the way
A string of tiny painted bells
Seem to have a tale to tell
A string of tiny painted bells
On someone that I once knew well
Is all that's left, the rest's not true
I smile, I see it's really you
The rain will go, and you will too
And I order up another glass
Not to let the moment pass
Turning around in love with you
Oh, it got too hard to do
And it's always been this way
Yes, it's always been this way
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Yes, it's always been this way
And it's always been this way
Oh, it got too hard to do
Turning around in love with you
Not to let the moment pass
And I order up another glass
The rain will go, and you will too
I smile, I see it's really you
Is all that's left, the rest's not true
On someone that I once knew well
A string of tiny painted bells
Seem to have a tale to tell
A string of tiny painted bells
I catch a spark across the way
Here sitting in my wet cafe
And it's always been this way
Oh, I know you loved me too
Turning around in love with you
Not to let the moment pass
So I order up another glass
We never parted, you never went away
It seems you're here, so it must be true
My thoughts just drift on back to you
Alone at ease and nowhere at all
Cause it's me, the rain, my warm dark pain
I don't wonder where to or why
I sit and watch the faces go by
The taxi's lights flash up and down the street
The crowds collide just out of my reach
And watch the city lights flick on
Let the drops fall all over me
And I'll just sit beneath this tree
To see that they don't get wet
Passers-by watch their step
Like steam rising off the road
My thoughts with the water flow
I fall with the evening rain
Winding down the Drury Lane
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