Lying there sighing For one touch of rain Then you may borrow Some glimpse of my sorrow And you'll understand How I longed for the touch for your hand
lying there, sighing for one touch of rain then you may borrow some glimpse of my sorrow and you'll understand how I long for the touch of your hand
plain lying there, sighing for one touch of rain then you may borrow some glimpse of my sorrow and you'll understand how I long for the touch of your hand
