| When I hear pitter-patter the rain on the window
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| Reminds of her
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| When I hear pitter-patter the rain on the window
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| It was raining hard
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| The trees looked bare the night I met her
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| She was wet her hands were cold
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| The wind blew through her hair
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| Though I’d known her quite a long time
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| We were just good friends
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| So it didn’t seem so strange
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| Inviting her back home
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| We sat by the fire
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| The flames brought out something in her
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| Melting all the cold
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| Projecting warmth I never knew
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| As the rain beat on my window
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| Did she understand
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| That in the glow of dying embers
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| Everything was planned
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| When I hear pitter-patter the rain on the window
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| Reminds of her
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| When I hear pitter-patter the rain on the window
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| Pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter
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| Pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter
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| Pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter
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| Pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter
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| We made love later on that night
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| While the rain beat on my window
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| I can’t forget the things that happened
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| While the rain beat down on my window
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| Next time I saw her
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| I knew she didn’t want to know me
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| If I disappointed her
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| I think she should have told me
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| Can’t she understand
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| I only tried to be a man
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| She made me feel so ashamed
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| Of everything I am
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| When I hear pitter-patter
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| The rain on the window
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| Reminds of her
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| When I hear pitter-patter
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| The rain on the window
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| Reminds of her
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| When I hear pitter-patter
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| The rain on the window
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| Reminds of her |