- cifra
Pulled in the driveway, Night wasn?t really going my way. There was something in the air that
didn?t seem right to me. Note on my front door, like all those times before, she said I?m headed
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south, taking the road my way.
Chorus
And I swore I coulda seen it comin?. All the signs right in front of my face, oh the next ten
weeks on the road never be the same. Cause there be nobody waitin? at home for me. Just two white
lines and a memory, and I swear tonight it feels like rain. Oh tonight, I swear it feels like
rain. Oh tonight let the rain come down.
Staring at four white walls, bottle in my hand. Shouldn?t been gone, time to leave the scene.
Yellow tape from tree to tree, got away with my old TV and I swore I never knew the woman would
turn out, well so damn mean.
Oh let the rain come down, oh let the rain come down. Oh it?s comin? down on me. Yeah the rain?s
coming down on me.
