Standing Outside in the Rain

On a secret island
At the edge of the world
Where all the ladies knew your name

Into the water
Under the sky
Clouds begin to water tears

Now I'm standing outside in the rain
Now I'm standing outside in the rain
And I don't even know where I am

(We worked the island)
(And you picked the fruit)
(The taste was both on in a sense)

You spoke the language
With the borin' tone
The words begin to pour like tears

Now I'm standing outside in the rain
Now I'm standing outside in the rain
And I don't even know where you are



Credits
Writer(s): Peter White, Bernard Wise
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