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You and your Sunday mornings, Me and my Saturday nights You and all your colors Me and my black and whites You and your lacing cotton Up against my whiskey skin Saving me the way you always do, yeah 'Cause I'm hell up here on a high wire You're the hallelujah kind I'm dust that spins, And the gust of wind That's blowing by I'm a desert dry And in my thirsty eyes, You look like rain You and your stain glass windows, Me and my cracked windshield You and your quiet beauty Me and my can't set still! 'Cause I'm hell up here on a high wire You're the hallelujah kind I'm dust that spins, And the gust of wind SongtexteThat's blowing by I'm a desert dry And in my thirsty eyes, You look like rain Girl, I'm hell up here on a high wire You're the hallelujah kind I'm dust that spins, And the gust of wind That's blowing by I'm a desert dry And in my thirsty eyes, You look like rain You look like rain (You look like You look like You look like rain) You look like rain Ye-yeah You look like rain You look like rain You must be rain... Aus Songtexte Mania