You are raining in
I can't escape that feeling
You're dripping into the buckets I have placed
Where damage isn't already done
I saw you on bus 15
Heading north to take the train
Everyone looks the same
Still we have different names
I can't escape that feeling
You're dripping into the buckets I have placed
Where damage isn't already done
I saw you on bus 15
Heading north to take the train
Everyone looks the same
Still we have different names