Painted Bells

Winding down the Drury Lane

I fall with the evening rain

My thoughts with the water flow

Like steam rising off the road



Passers-by watch their step

To see that they don't get wet

And I'll just sit beneath this tree

Let the drops fall all over me

And watch the city lights flick on



The crowds collide just out of my reach

The taxi's lights flash up and down the street

I sit and watch the faces go by

I don't wonder where to or why



Cause it's me, the rain, my warm dark pain

Alone at ease and nowhere at all

My thoughts just drift on back to you

It seems you're here, so it must be true

We never parted, you never went away



So I order up another glass

Not to let the moment pass

Turning around in love with you

Oh, I know you loved me too

And it's always been this way



Here sitting in my wet cafe

I catch a spark across the way

A string of tiny painted bells

Seem to have a tale to tell



A string of tiny painted bells

On someone that I once knew well

Is all that's left, the rest's not true

I smile, I see it's really you

The rain will go, and you will too



And I order up another glass

Not to let the moment pass

Turning around in love with you

Oh, it got too hard to do

And it's always been this way

Yes, it's always been this way