Om att kyssa regnet

Mitt tv-tittande har fått en oanad effekt. Via reklamer återupptäcker jag en massa gammal musik. Nu under helgen ramlade jag över låten "Kiss the rain" och var tvungen att plocka fram den på youtube. Denna höstdag kysser jag regnet och omfamnar gamla minnen.

Kiss the rain (Billie Myers)

Hello...
Can you hear me
Am I getting through to you
Hello...
Is it late there
Is there laughter on the line
Are you sure you’re there alone
‘Cause I’m
Trying to explain
Something’s wrong
You just don’t sound the same
Why don’t you
Why don’t you
Go outside
Go outside

Kiss the rain
Whenever you need me
Kiss the rain
Whenever I’m gone too long
If your lips feel lonely and thirsty
Kiss the rain
And wait for the dawn
Keep in mind
Were under the same sky
And the nights
As empty for me as for you
If you feel
You cant wait till morning
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain

Hello...
Do you miss me
I hear you say you do
But not the way I’m missing you
What’s new
How’s the weather
Is it stormy where you are
You sound so close but it feels like you’re so far
Oh would it mean anything
If you knew
What I’m left imagining
In my mind
My mind
Would you go
Would you go

Kiss the rain
As you fall
Over me
Think of me
Think of me
Think of me
Only me