Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Not A Drop Of Rain, artist - Shawn Colvin. Album song Uncovered, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 17.09.2015
Record label: Concord
Song language: English
Not A Drop Of Rain |
Streets are almost empty, the shops are all closed down |
There’s not a soul left in the bar to tell my troubles to |
Think I’ll walk down to the river that runs just south of town |
I hate like hell when there ain’t nothin' left to do |
But stand beneath the river bridge and listen for the train |
It’s been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain |
Well, I broke down in December, I headed for the coast |
I thought the wind and water would elevate my mind |
I surfaced in the springtime feelin' like a ghost |
Missin' more than ever the things I left behind |
Now I’m standin' on this riverbank and still cannot explain |
It’s been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain |
My bag is full of letters, unopened and unread |
I’m sure they’d tell the story of worry and of form |
My heart is beating heavy with all we left unsaid |
I swear to you, I never meant you any harm |
But sacrifice and compromise could never stand the strain |
It’s been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain |
Tonight I’ll close my eyes again, try to see your face |
And listen for your voice to tell me it’s all right to sleep |
Convince myself I’ll wake up in another time and place |
Knowin' all the while that it’s a promise I can’t keep |
A string of broken promises, another link of chain |
It’s been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain |
The children on the playground, the lovers in the shade |
Remind me of a life and time that feels more like a dream |
When the sound of love and laughter was the music that we played |
As we lay beside the waters of a never-ending stream |
Now the stream has gone to hiding, the dream lives on in vain |
It’s been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain |
The clouds are building slowly on the skyline to the east |
The wind and dust are dancing like the devil 'cross the lake |
I could try to find a bottle or try to find a priest |
Salvation won’t be traveling either road I take |
So I turn my collar to the wind that echoes this refrain |
It’s been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain |