Thursday, 14 November 2013

Rum and Rain


This storm’s along time coming
I can see the neighbors running
The weatherman said it would last all night
I try to call your number
But another roll of thunder
Makes me drop my phone and shake with the freight.

And as I start to hold my breath
That you’re not out there catching death
A knock comes gently to the door.

In you walk
Drenched in rum and rain
Too cold to talk
And too drunk to know my name
But I’m just glad
You’re not lying in a drain
It’s not too bad
That smell of rum and rain.

These winds are getting stronger
And the rolls a little longer
And the electric just ain’t worth a damn
I’m glad you’re here beside me
Just cuddled to me tightly
There’s nothing quite like lying with your man

In you walked
Drenched in rum and rain
Too cold to talk
And too drunk to know my name
But I’m just glad
You’re not lying in a drain
It’s not too bad
That smell of rum and rain.

The sun’ll come out and your head’ll be sore
And we’ll laugh about things like we’ve done before
But we’ve got tonight to get through
And that rain has got you wet through
You know I really love you.

In you walked
Drenched in rum and rain
Too cold to talk
And too drunk to know my name
But I’m just glad
You’re not lying in a drain
It’s not too bad
That smell of rum and rain.








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