Now you can sell your soul
but you can't buy it back
I've spent my whole life
working to give you everything you like
Now I wish you were here
so we could walk and talk
in the soft rain, in the soft rain
Now all that left of us
is a picture sitting in a frame
I would gladly trade
all of my sympathy for sorrow
If I could have you, If I could have you here with me to my own
i wish you were here
so we could walk and talk
in the soft rain, in the soft rain
now all that's left of us
is a picture sitting in a frame
everything i wish for
is everything i see
i remember when your kisses were for me
so many wasted days
the past is so hard to get out from under
so many words that i wish i could say
the future rattles my bones weak like thunder
i wish you were here
so we could walk and talk
in the soft rain, soft rain, soft rain
now all that's left of us
is a picture sitting in a frame
everything i wish for
is everything i see
i remember when your kisses were for me
everything i wish for
is everything i see
i remember when your kisses were for me