(Da, da, de, da, de)
Do you like the rain?
What do you think about it much?
I’ve been some places where I’d hoped I’d never know the rain again
But just now it seems alright
Save the rain that falls upon the sea tonight
We’ll ride the rain to France and back
And see the world through European windows
And if you cry when we leave Paris
I’ll play you my mixtape all soft and gold
Wake up, the boat’s leaving soon.
Hurry or we’ll miss it.
Are you warm enough?
And do you like the rain?