STANDING IN THE RAIN, YOU LOOKING SAD I FEEL YOUR PAIN YOUR FILLED WITH DREAMS AND NOTHING LEFT TO LOOSE, OF GOLDEN CHAINS AND PLATFORM SHOES
I CAN FEEL YA FEELING ME, I CAN FEEL YOU START TO BREATHE, YOU’RE LOOKING OVER LOOKING SAD, I WANT TO TOUCH YOU, WANT TO GRAB (OR PUSH ME BACK)
DO YOU FEEL THE SAME; DO YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY THAT I DO?
ARE YOU TO BLAME; MUST BE A SPELL OR SOMEONE ELSE’S VOODOO.
I CAN FEEL YA FEELING ME, I CAN FEEL YOU START TO BREATHE, YOU’RE LOOKING OVER LOOKING SAD, I WANT TO TOUCH YOU, WANT TO GRAB (OR PUSH ME BACK)
BLUE DROPS OF RAIN, BLUE DROPS OF RAIN, BLUE DROPS OF RAIN, BLUE DROPS OF RAIN
I CAN YOU DROWNING WITH THE POURING RAIN COMING DOWN, ALL ALONE IN THE CITY OF ANGEL’S ALL ALONE IN YOUR TOWN, REACHING OUT FOR A HELPING HAND TO LIFT YOU OFF THE GROUND, WITH A TENDER TEAR IN YOUR EYE AND A SYMPATHETIC FROWN, COME ON
SOLO
BLUE DROPS OF RAIN 4 X’S
DO YOU FEEL THE PAIN, DO YOU FEEL THE PAIN THE WAY THAT I DO, ARE YOU THAT VAIN, TO THINK THAT IT CAN’T HAPPEN TO YOU
BLUE DROPS OF RAIN 4X’S
Lyrics - WORDS BY GREG DUNSMORE
