cold rain
crosby, stills & nash
cold rain down on my face
work's out here comes the race
haven't i seen you somewhere before?
you seem to be like someone i knew
he lived here but he left
when he thought that there was more
than cold rain and nowhere to go
sad dreams and hopes that are stained
by the sulphur in the air
haven't i seen you somewhere before?
you seem to be like someone i knew
he lived here but he left
when he thought that there was more
than cold rain out on the streets
with cold rain down on my face