Long ago a lonely man stood. Off of a quiet avenue. A pretty girl in passing chanced to look. That's when he fell fell for you. I listen to the rain. Pounding on the railing. The beat's a sweet soft refrain. Of how he found you LORRAINE. He's rocking on a porch you used to know. Here where he swore his love was true. He sips his drink and dreams the days of old. Of when he fell fell for you. I listen to the rain...