Tuesday, May 24, 2011

A Cigarette in the Rain (song)

by Randy Crawford

guess the end is near,
the reasons now are clear.
still it seems strange somehow to fall in love;
only to find our love is not enough.

like a cigarette in the rain;
a single drop puts out the flame.
we were lovers but we were never friends.
should have known that it would end
when the first storm came.
like a cigarette in the rain.

what a cruel twist of fate,
to watch our love turn to hate.
all of the arguments, the needless fights;
nothing in common but our sleepless nights.

like a cigarette in the rain.
a single drop puts out the flame.
we were lovers but we were never friends.
should have known that it would end,
when the first storm came;
like a cigarette in the rain.

i heard the thunder miles away.
didn't think that it would work out this way.
the storm came and it rained all night;
washed away all our love before the morning light.

like a cigarette in the rain.
a single drop puts out the flame.
we were lovers but we were never, never friends.
should have known that it would end;
when the first storm came.
like a cigarette in the rain.

like a cigarette in the rain.


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