You are raining in
I can't escape that feeling
You're dripping into the buckets I have placed
Where damage isn't already done
I saw you on bus 15
Heading north to take the train
Everyone looks the same
Still we have different names
Where Damage Isn't Already DoneYou are raining in I can't escape that feeling You're dripping into the buckets I have placed Where damage isn't already done I saw you on bus 15 Heading north to take the train Everyone looks the same Still we have different names |