Cold Rain Serenade

Cold mist falls over Xuan Huong lake

(mmmmm) The wet pine needles soften under my step

You are a world away tonight in the quiet

While the city sleeps under a heavy blanket of grey

And the streetlights blur in the damp night air (ooh-ooh) We had

a love that could warm the mountain chill

But now I walk these winding slopes

alone

Oh,

Da Lat is weeping in the dark tonight

A slow sweet ache under the neon mist I still hold your

hand in the shadow play

(hold me close)

Your letters are dry but the memory is soaked

In the French villas hiding on the hill

(hahhh) I trace your name on a fogged-up pane

And watch the headlights wash the walls with gold

Is it the rain that makes me lonely?

Or just the cold mountain wind?

(just the wind, yeah)

Lost in the mist with you

(in the cold rain) (always you)