Rainfall Melody
The streetlights blur in a misty haze (hmmmm)
We lost the count of our lonely days
Under the glass of the high-rise sky
We watch the silver rain pass us by
In the wash of the cold wet light
We are only two stars in the quiet night
Lost inside a glass-framed dream
Nothing is quite what it seems (ooh-ooh)
The steam is rising from the sewer grate (yeah)
Another shadow on a midnight date
A soft projection of a phantom face We run forever in a
static space
In the wash of the cold wet light
We are only two stars in the quiet night
Lost inside a glass-framed dream
Nothing is quite what it seems (ahhhh)
Lost inside a
dream
In
the silver rain (hmmmm)