Rainy Streets 歌词

As the two lanes slicken And the clouds they hug that ridge just stickin' When the wind that whistles knocks the panes from old windows Down rainy streets There's a light that meets the ground In the warm rush of blood to the head fights the sick that's been around When bags of icy knives pull hard down on the mercury And winter's whip of cold kills everything in a nursery Down rainy streets Well there's a light that meets the ground And the warm rush of blood to the head fights the sick that's been around