Raincoat
๐ต 616 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:09 duration
๐ ID: 255305
๐ Lyrics
Watching the wind blowing rain on my window, shining like eyes looking out onto the road
Light through the steam of my tea flickers like flames, I put on my raincoat and step into the day
Puddles on the pavements and streams in the gutters are washing the blossom away
I smiled like I didn't know my telephone number and all of my thoughts yesterday
Down in the churchyard: the yews hollowed and old, trees like umbrellas, their sound tickles my soul
Puddles by the gravestones are colouring the bluebells and washing the dying away
They smiled like they never knew a telephone number and all of my thoughts of today
Light through the steam of my tea flickers like flames, I put on my raincoat and step into the day
Puddles on the pavements and streams in the gutters are washing the blossom away
I smiled like I didn't know my telephone number and all of my thoughts yesterday
Down in the churchyard: the yews hollowed and old, trees like umbrellas, their sound tickles my soul
Puddles by the gravestones are colouring the bluebells and washing the dying away
They smiled like they never knew a telephone number and all of my thoughts of today
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:33.17] Watching the wind blowing rain on my window, shining like eyes looking out onto the road
[00:48.49] Light through the steam of my tea flickers like flames, I put on my raincoat and step into the day
[01:03.78] Puddles on the pavements and streams in the gutters are washing the blossom away
[01:12.70] I smiled like I didn't know my telephone number and all of my thoughts yesterday
[01:23.29] Down in the churchyard: the yews hollowed and old, trees like umbrellas, their sound tickles my soul
[01:47.66] Puddles by the gravestones are colouring the bluebells and washing the dying away
[01:55.74] They smiled like they never knew a telephone number and all of my thoughts of today
[03:21.29]
[00:48.49] Light through the steam of my tea flickers like flames, I put on my raincoat and step into the day
[01:03.78] Puddles on the pavements and streams in the gutters are washing the blossom away
[01:12.70] I smiled like I didn't know my telephone number and all of my thoughts yesterday
[01:23.29] Down in the churchyard: the yews hollowed and old, trees like umbrellas, their sound tickles my soul
[01:47.66] Puddles by the gravestones are colouring the bluebells and washing the dying away
[01:55.74] They smiled like they never knew a telephone number and all of my thoughts of today
[03:21.29]