Sweet Wednesday - Mid-Morning Rain lyrics

This is my day for waiting on the phone I've been waiting here so long That the song on the radio's repeating, yeah and This is my day to get a flat tire And get stuck out on the highway all alone Just ten miles shy of meeting you, and Hold out my hands to the midmorning rain There's a woman crying in a town somewhere to the east Don't ask me how I can hear it through all this thunder Sometimes something hits your wavelength and it finds its way all the way to my ears I don't know what I did wrong Seems I always wreck the song Trying to squeeze too many words into too little space If I had a year or two To escape from all of these crazy cars and trains I might understand your love again, and Hold out my hands to the midmorning rain How it's falling like the pieces of a puzzle made of gla** And they dissolve into a picture in my hands Reflections of the sky mingle with my life line again (Bridge) And I don't know if this is The place I broke down last year I'd like to think I got a little farther this time But I always seem to break down I try to find a rusted souvenir An ornate turning gear I give it to you This is my day to find your note In the pocket of my coat That you wrote a year ago I never saw it Telling me I should not fret and that everything it happens for the best As long as you can see the sky, and Hold out your hands to the midmorning rain Cup a bit of everything in life there in your hands People on the highway rushing by so fast Would wish that they were broken down If they knew the pleasure you get from the rain