Rain Song Gertjan Wijnalda, june 2002 about this song a twin of the (much) later written raining in my life, this song was another in the storytelling tradition of lucy. i definately enjoy writing short stories like this, and when i finished the song just before i went off to italy, i've been constantly wanting to play it again during the month i was away! best part of the song, for me: the line 'the longer he walks, the longer his way back will be' in the bridge near the end of the song. if that ain't a truism ... listen to it   [ realaudio ] there is currently no recording of this song available. Rain Song (G.L. Wijnalda) She's waiting outside, she is watching the light Of the only train that's still in the station She's looking if someone is still getting out on the stage She's checking her watch, she's clutching her rose even harder It's the last straw she's got When the train gets away, she's still standing there Maybe he's got a train later And as the wind's playing games with a paper before her She sees she is the paper and the whole world's the wind She looks up, and notices that the weather's reflecting her mood It started raining It started raining She's out on her own again He is staring outside, he's been waiting all night For somebody there, in the cafe He's hoping that somehow his luck might've changed today And he turns around, tells the barman to bring him another round A bourbon, a scotch, a whiskey or a glass of rose He don't care, he don't mind, he'll be waiting there anyway And as the wind's playing games with a paper before him He sees that he is the paper and the whole world's the wind He looks outside and sees that the streets are getting wet again Chorus When the cafe is closing, he's walking outside Into a woman with a rose in her hand They're both on the ground, their eyes meet They start laughing about their grief But the weather ain't better, they're drowning They should get inside now very soon So he turns around, but the longer he walks The longer his way back will be It never stops raining It never stops raining They're out on their own again