The leaves are turning brown again
You got a new blue winter coat again
The clocks go back for the hundredth time
Just another hour with you
Talking over the heater in your car
In the rain on the drive home
You say I love you for the hundredth time
It still means everything from you
And I hope I'm someones rainy day music
I hope I'm worth your while
I hope they let my voice fill the silence
As they swallow up another mile
Swinging the blind chord of the window on my own
As I wait for you to come home
I've sung about this a million times
Here's to another million more
Cd skips in the corner, under the TV, under covers we are
As the rain falls heavy on the ground
Never thought It'd turn out like this
