I wake up to the sound of rain upon my sill. Pick up the pieces of my yesterday old thrill. Can I deliver this used up shiver. To how I pronounce my life. And I leave it up to faith to go by its own will. Back row to the left a little to the side. Slightly out of the place. Look beyond the light where you'd least expect. There's someone special. A foggy morning greets me quietly today. I smell a fragrance in the wind blowing my way. And ever further I run to find her. I yearn to define my life. Placing my faith in chance to meet me in half way. Back row to the left a little to the side. Slightly out of the place. Look beyond the light where you'd least expect. There's someone special. And she's here to write her name. On my skin with kisses. In the rain hold my head and ease my pain. In a world that's gone insane. Back row to the left a little to the side. Slightly out of the place. Look beyond the light where you'd least expect. There's someone special