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