Might Be the Rain

Duration

3:18

Genres

Blues

Lyrics

She has dark brown eyes that tell no lies But hide all her secrets behind them She walks like a model, drinks wine by the bottle Glows even when the sun isn’t shining I lay beside her and listen Her heartbeat’s getting faint She says, “I might be dying Or it might be the rain.” She remembers like an elephant the way it came and went My mind never gets a break from her She dresses like retro, drinks coffee not espresso Swears she was born to be a drummer Her emotion sprawled with color Like a canvas spattered with paint She smiles like a pistol Moves slow when she’s taking aim When I dress like a gentleman, and she like Marilyn The city streets slow to hold us And when the world falls ill, her heart stands still So loud that you can’t help notice In coldness of the winter The darkness splits with pain She says “I might be crying Or it might be the rain.”