´till This Rain Stops Falling

(Tekst: Ellen Marie Løkslid, Jeffrey A. Wasserman)

Stop raining
It’s getting old
Stop confusing,
love with fool’s gold
You had your chance
So blind, you said no
Now let me go

But still you keep on
keep on calling
and still you’re going on
‘Bout how I’m your darling
The moment you sense my desire
you put out the fire

But somehow I miss you
In a strange crazy way
And somehow I long for you
At the end of the day
‘Cause you keep me tempted and longing
‘till this rain stops falling