This used to be a garden
ow it's a national tragedy
Oh, lady of glasshouses
where is the flower
that will cover the stench of the city?
Well, it's lying in tatters
amongst cellophane wrappers
And I have to get out of this nursery
Yeah, that would be a first for me
And maybe I will find her
and lay down beside her
in fields of green and wait for the rain.
This used to be a forest
ow it's a whiskey distillery
Oh, lady of glasshouses
where is the drink
that will bring back my senses to me?
Well, I searched for the tree
that she mentioned to me
But it's no good
'cos they all look the same
You see I never learnt the names at school
And maybe I'll find her
and lay down beside her
in fields of green and wait for the rain.
This used to be a playground
ow it's your grandfather's nursery
Oh, lady of glasshouses
show me the plant
that I can bring back my true love to me
Well, she sailed down the river
ow I long to go with her
I must find her
before she reaches the sea
Oh, it's the end for me
Oh, maybe I'll find her
and lay down beside her
and plant a seed and wait for the rain
And here comes the rain
And here comes the rain
And here comes the rain
<i>Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain</i>
Yeah, here comes the rain
<i>Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain</i>
And here comes the rain
<i>Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain</i>
Yeah, here comes the rain
<i>Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain</i>
Here comes the rain
<i>Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain</i>
Yeah, here comes the rain
<i>Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain</i>
And here comes the rain