The voice is a marvelous instrument So is the heart and the brain So's the fire and so's the wind And especially the rain Especially the rain
After all we've been through Jones Look at you lying there Trying to stare the ceiling down Trying too hard not to care
I can see you on the front porch Where you used to sit and rock I always sat and listened, Jones I knew how you loved to talk Lord, how you loved to talk
And at night sometimes you sang to me When you didn't feel the pain So full of sadness, soft and warm It felt just like the rain Especially the rain
You know I'm so in love with you There's nowhere left to fall I've still got your number, Jones But there's no one left to call
Love is a game that's hard to play When no one else is there You can't let go and it doesn't work To pretend you just don't care
In the makeup and the Sunday suit You look just like a doll Say, what was your first name, Jones I knew but I can't recall Just Jones, I guess, that's all
The voice is a marvelous instrument So is the heart and the brain So's the fire and so's the wind And especially the rain Especially the rainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
