Crowded House — Fall at Your Feet Early Version Rehearsal

Whenever I fall at your feet, won't you let your tears rain down on me? Whenever I touch your slow turning pain It was typical of him. For coming away. Eye on the door. Eye on the grey. You are the first. You’d be painting it down Whenever I fall at your feet, won't you let your tears rain down on me? Whenever I touch your dry browning pain Sometimes you’re on. People get salvation and you got to get going… I’ll fall Won't you let your tears rain down on me? Whenever I touch your dry browning pain Whenever… your feet. Down on mе