Soft and slownWe move around the roomnBetting we living inside her roomnBut till too soonnAnd you're expecting mennI can't be happy herenToo many tearsnPlease let menBack inside my dreamnnAlmost too clearnThat you're rejecting menMy raindrops keep on fallingnOn my head out in the hallwaynI can't feel them nCause they're all pretendnnAnd that's one last thing I needednAnd I could have repeatednThe first time, I'll say it once againnAll of this becomes a partnOf every other songn