Raise the window, let's listen to the rain. I'll be your pillow, rest your head on me again. Here, in the darkness, let the lightnin' flash our room. And smell the rain, it's in the air like sweet perfume.
The strings of love are trying to choke me. So none are attached but you're trying to joke me. A kiss in the car and a drive in the bed. I want independence from the sexy things you said.
Raise the window listen to the rain. I'll be your pillow rest your head on me again. Here in the darkness let the lightnin' flash our room. & smell the rain it's in the air like sweet perfume.
The strings of love are trying to choke me. You say none are attached but you're trying to joke me. A kiss in the car and a drive in the bed. I want independence from the sexy things you said.