Hörstreich - English Rain lyrics

it's still the same taste of english rain the megaphone doesn't stop to shout your name the sound of tiny voices makes me run and hide i'd love to drown that thought from time to time parachuting in the middle of november sending messages from on the other side lost in heaven if i try not to remember washing off your lies (x2) by the way i've been standing here for hours in the pouring rain. waiting for an answer, hoped you might explain. desperately expecting while it's eating up my brain. it's still the same taste of english rain the storybook won't ever loose it's stain pages that are missing, bending back the time all that's left is what you left behind