| Sitting all alone I hear the tapping of the rain
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| Dance ballerina dance
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| Talking with the rain in some small city I feel the pain
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| She’s dancing all alone
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| Thinking how we’d wait together
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| Sitting by the fire in weather just like this
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| Playing lovers' games; |
| hoping the rain would never end
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| And I thought about the night we met
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| How the gentle rain fell down, kissed the ground
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| Then I knew no one ever could take your place
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| Nothing seems the same but the falling rain
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| You’ve gone away
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| Walking by the sea; |
| sitting beneath a tree;
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| You are not here. |