This story’s old
People dance into your soul
And then they go
They leave us to walk these roads
And when a little rain falls on your house
Ain’t nothing you can do sometimes but wait it out
Ah, Cleveland street
Your hollow eyes and restless feet
I was one of you
For a terrible hour or two
And when a little rain fell on my house
You sent a little ray of sunshine from way down south
And when a million stars fell from my eyes
You sent a constellation of protective light
You’re weeping now
My little dark storm cloud
But I know some day soon
A light’s gonna fill your room
So don’t go on
Singing that same dead song
Just take my arm
And let me pull you on
And when a little rain falls on your house
I’ll send a little ray of sunshine way down south
And when a million stars fall from your eyes
I’ll send a constellation of protective light