Текст песни
Steam rising from the porcelain cup
The sun is trying, but the clouds show up
Gray sky painting the window glass
Watching the busy people pass
They run for cover with their coats pulled tight
But we are cozy in the morning light
The newspaper lies unread on the chair
I’m captivated by the way you fix your hair
No agenda, no place to be
Just this moment, you and me
The smell of roasted beans and rain
Is all we need to numb the pain
Just coffee and rain, and your hand in mine
A perfect start, a design so fine
Let it pour, let it storm outside
We have a warm place where we can hide
Sugar and cream, and a kiss so sweet
The happiest people on this street
Reflections in the puddles on the ground
I love this quiet and rhythmic sound
Tap-tap-tapping on the tin roof top
I hope this morning never has to stop
You smile at me over the rim of your mug
Safe and warm, snug as a bug
Just coffee and rain, and your hand in mine
A perfect start, a design so fine
Let it pour, let it storm outside
We have a warm place where we can hide
Pour another cup.
Listen to the rain.
Just let it rain.
