Rainfall Rendezvous

(hmmmmm) Rain hitting glass on the twentieth floor

Footsteps echoing past the revolving door

I hear a trumpet playing down in the street

Grandeur hiding in the concrete and the heat

Under the lobby lights we fade away

Listening to what the transit buskers play (ooh-wah) Just a temporary home

in the rain

Finding grandeur on a windowpane

Subway busker with a case on the floor

Making a cathedral out of terminal four And the telephone is ringing

out

Same old message that you left about

Under the lobby lights we fade away

Listening to what the transit buskers play (ooh-wah) Just a temporary home

in the rain

Finding grandeur on a windowpane

"Hey, it's me... I'm still waiting in the lobby."