oh yes, that would be something
that would be something
to meet you in the pouring rain, mama
meet you in the pouring rain
your hair falls into your face in blonde tendrils
your makeup mask melts
though i think it's unnecessary anyways
even if you disagree
your white t-shirt puts all your secrets on display
i knew them all anyway
but you don't care
you just laugh and push your hair out of your way and cling to my side
and i will always think of you this way
even when you are my beautiful blushing bride
i say to you that we should seek shelter from the storm
i say, "come on, step inside love and stay"
but you tell me that it can't possibly get worse than it is now
you grab my hands and spin me around like children playing ring around the rosy
our faces looking to the sky to greet the northern downpour
laughter echoes throughout the barren streets
oh my love
it would be something
it really would be something
to meet you in the pouring rain, now mama
meet you in the pouring rain
anytime, anywhere, anyplace
darling, i'll meet you in the pouring rain
