If I were to love you
And see you straight through
If I were to love you
I guess you'd leave too
Feeling like a small child
Waiting on a blue sky
It ain't gonna happen
Cause you were never mine to keep
As we get older
We think about the
We think about the rains
The ones that we went through
The ones left to
So as we get older
We think about the rains
Think about somebody on the otherside again
But if you're willing I'll be there
Cause there's a bit of me left here
Sometimes we need the rains
To pick up the remains
So as I lay down
By your side
There must be a thousand reasons not to try
I got a raincoat
Let's ride