
My apartment to the college gates.
The air is damp with rain.
Each drop a kiss with an old story.
That keeps me loving you.
I think I will stay out in the rain.
For I am sure we will make
it out alive and wet.
My apartment to the college gates.
The air is damp with rain.
Each drop a kiss with an old story.
That keeps me loving you.
I think I will stay out in the rain.
For I am sure we will make
it out alive and wet.