South of the City

When it rains, I feel better
When it rains, I feel better
And when I start to feel better
I wait to get worse
When it rains, I feel better
When it rains, I feel better
And when I start to feel better
I wait to get worse
Honestly, I will be sincere
You're still holding me; you still hold me dear
And when my train comes, I will be listening
You're still holding me; you still hold me dear
It's different now, as expected
Outside my window, right through the brick walls
Some will keep course without worrying
Along the sidewalk, close to the boulevard
Honestly, I will be sincere
You're still holding me; you still hold me dear
And when my train comes, I will be listening
You're still holding me; you still hold me dear
They keep changing or maybe stay the same
Outside my window, right through the brick walls
I watched them give it up or simply take it back
Outside my window, right through the brick walls
Along the sidewalk, close to the boulevard
Honestly, I will be sincere
You're still holding me; you still hold me dear
And when my train comes, I will be listening
You're still holding me; you still hold me dear
When it rains, I feel better
When it rains, I feel better
When it rains, I feel better
When it rains, I feel...
When it rains, I feel better
When it rains, I feel...