"I'm jealous of the rain,
That falls upon your skin.
It's closer than my hands have been.
... I'm jealous of the rain.
I'm jealous of the wind,
That ripples through your clothes.
It's closer than your shadow.
Oh, I'm jealous of the wind...
I'm jealous of the nights,
That I don't spend with you.
I wonder who you lay next to.
Oh, I'm jealous of the night..."