Tekst
I think the rain will be falling
I know the rain must start falling
Still I can see no drops
But they will be here soon
Though I can feel no hail
We'll have to lick the spoon
We'll, we'll have to lick the spoon
For the air is much too old
Heavy, lonely, dirty, cold
The rain will be falling
I know the rain must start falling
You're taking warnings now
From trees, orphans by storm
Sand, pressure, pressure wind
You're sitting dry at home
You're, you're sitting dry at home
Air demands to be renewed
And we both know that it should
I think the rain will be falling
I know the rain must start falling
My hair is growing wild
My face is growing pale
Long to be wet by rain
Long to be hit by hail
Long, long to be hit by hail
Long to see the old air torn
And to breathe the air newborn
The rain will be falling
I know the rain must start falling
Still I can see no drops
But they will be here soon
Though I can feel no hail
We'll have to lick the spoon
We'll, we'll have to lick the spoon
For the air is much too old
