MUSIC FOR SALE

I had a girl long ago in the valley
But no happy ending it was a blind alley
I was a restless guy and I guess I caused her much pain
Her love was pure, her heart was so gentle
But I was a fool and too hard to handle
She was a princess and I was a vandal
And I thought she was rain, I thought she was rain

I was a bum and troubles did haunt me
Whiskey and beer were just all I wanted
I led my life like it was a vacation on a passenger train
Her eyes were clear, she was able to see
Something she called the good part of me
She was so sure but I couldn’t believe
I thought I was rain, I thought I was rain

Now I’d rather be rain softly falling
Over the houses and tenderly flowing
From door to door so I’d have the chance to meet her again
I would be silent and I’d need no thunder
Shadows are kind but I would be kinder
It would be magic, it would be great wonder
So I’d rather be rain, I’d rather be rain

I’ve been in the city, I’ve been in jail
I’ve been on a ship with black outworn sails
I thought I was free but it’s obvious to me now that I was in chains
And she chose to thread a different road
One day she gave up on my heart of stone
She disappeared and now I linger alone
I thought we were rain, I thought we were rain