Love can't you seenThat you are not for menYour love is freenYou can't afford me anymorenSo what do you think you're doingnIs there something more?nnLike a Sunday when it rainsnAnd I'll kiss you just as soon as we are on our ownnWe speak for hours and talk about nothingnThen I walk along ashlands roadnMy head is full of thoughts of love and summer holidaysnWe'll be together every daynnBaby I can't believe younThere's something in your eyesnI can't deceive younWe're standing in the pouring rainnThe smell of your wet hair will never leave me againn