I was raised the Northern way
and my father had a Northern name
I did my crying out in the pouring rain
and a season turned into another one
I found a heart bright like the morning sun
he touched my lips so softly with his fingertips

But I kept the rain
falling down on me
all the time
all the time
I kept the rain
falling down on me
all the time
all the time

And some things in life won´t ever change
there´s a smell of a rusty chain
and of love disappearing like an aeroplane

I´ve kept the rain
falling down on me
all the time
all the time
I´ve kept the rain
falling down on me
all the time
all the time