Round about midnight. I feel the chill closinâ€™ in. Living my stage fright. I need the sun to begin - tomorrow. Thinking â€˜bout my life. And all the changes she made. And when she went running out. All the colors fade - to midnight. What a bad week Iâ€™ve had. Thereâ€™s rain on the window. What a bad week Iâ€™m sad. Thereâ€™s rain on my window. Will I be staying. Or am I moving in. Am I still standing. Iâ€™ve gotta wait - sheâ€™s choosing. * What a bad week Iâ€™ve had. Thereâ€™s rain on the window. What a bad week Iâ€™m sad. Thereâ€™s rain on the window. When the sun comes up. It dries that rain on the window. When the sun comes up. It dries that rain on the window. When the sun comes up. It dries that rain on the window. repeat *. . (written and arranged by Nazareth). copyright 1983 Fool Circle Limited.