Peter Sarstedt — Rain

Rain Was running rivers down the window I was taken back inside my head And I thought of you So freaked out Surely that's no way to treat a dying rose Excuse me if I use your nickname But I would rather feel than use the words I think of you Heart done by Surely that's no way to treat a dying rose Surely that's no way to treat a dying rose So long girl It's been a hard winter So long girl It's been a hard winter But here comes spring now Here comes spring now Change Won't hurt the things that are forever They decay to bring forth better life So don't be sad, all you dreamers Surely that's no way to treat a dying rose Surely that's no way to treat a dying rose