White Doves
It's raining outside and I
Don't know why but my
Guitar sounds like a cry
Steel strings they tell the lie that I'm just doing so fine
If the weather weren't so cool
We'd hang out by the pool
Tank top I'm dressed like a tool
You make me feel like a fool 'cause you're not at my side
And now
Every time that it rains, I see your face framed,
Shakin' under that arch, it was the coldest March
When we saw two white doves we thought it was love
It was just a game
Messin' around in the rain
Remember kissing in the rain?
Your lips they left me a stain
The memory brings me pain
I carry all of the shame for having left you alone
And now
Every time that it rains, I see your face framed,
Shakin' under that arch, it was the coldest March
When we saw two white doves we thought it was love
It was just a game
Messin' around in the
And I miss your bed
I sleep alone instead
I miss having those talks
I miss taking long walks and how you look in the rain
And now
Every time that it rains, I see your face framed,
Shakin' under that arch, it was the coldest March
When we saw two white doves we thought it was love
It was just a game
Messin' around in the rain
Don't know why but my
Guitar sounds like a cry
Steel strings they tell the lie that I'm just doing so fine
If the weather weren't so cool
We'd hang out by the pool
Tank top I'm dressed like a tool
You make me feel like a fool 'cause you're not at my side
And now
Every time that it rains, I see your face framed,
Shakin' under that arch, it was the coldest March
When we saw two white doves we thought it was love
It was just a game
Messin' around in the rain
Remember kissing in the rain?
Your lips they left me a stain
The memory brings me pain
I carry all of the shame for having left you alone
And now
Every time that it rains, I see your face framed,
Shakin' under that arch, it was the coldest March
When we saw two white doves we thought it was love
It was just a game
Messin' around in the
And I miss your bed
I sleep alone instead
I miss having those talks
I miss taking long walks and how you look in the rain
And now
Every time that it rains, I see your face framed,
Shakin' under that arch, it was the coldest March
When we saw two white doves we thought it was love
It was just a game
Messin' around in the rain
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Writer(s): Bennett Frohock
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