When was the last time that we saw rain? Come wash away the grey; make it all clean again Your pitter-patter I find so comforting So rain, my dear old friend, return once more to me Day after day, infernal sun, he rises through the gloom His jovial light offends my eye as he invades my room Where are the clouds I knew as if they were my own? Please come back, envelope me, make me feel right at home Rattle my shutters Whistle through my eaves It's been too quiet here Stir up my senses, please Please