

Warm rain on the platform
Suitcases lean by the door
Gold leaves stick to our shoes
Radios list one name more
I keep your scarf in my pocket
Like a flag I cannot raise (ooh)
All the beaches close their hands Kites fall out of the blue
But the maps keep burning red Far from me,
close to you (ahhhh)
If the sun goes home
Hold me through the rain
When the fields turn cold
Love must learn my name (ooh) (oh-oh) (ahhhh)
Letters sleep in the hallway
Dust on every reply
Children draw birds on paper Then fold them into the sky I
wear a smile for the morning
Thin as a window pane (ooh)
If the sun goes home
Hold me through the rain When the fields turn cold
Love must learn my name (oh-oh)
No bells for the leaving
No drums for the blame
Just your hand in the doorway And smoke after rain (hummmm)
If the sun goes home
Hold me through the rain When the fields turn cold
Love must learn my name
Stay with me, stay the same (ooh)
Gold leaves under water
Your scarf against my face (ahhhh)