Painted Bells (Album Version)

Painted Bells (Album Version) - Boz Scaggs

Written by：B. Scaggs

Winding down the Drury Lane

I fall with the evening rain

My thoughts with the water flow

Like steam rising off the road

Passers-by watch their step

To see that they don't get wet

And I'll just sit beneath this tree

Let the drops fall all over me

And watch the city lights flick on

The crowds collide just out of my reach

The taxi's lights flash up and down the street

I sit and watch the faces go by

I don't wonder where to or why

Cause it's me the rain my warm dark pain

Alone at ease and nowhere at all

My thoughts just drift on back to you

It seems you're here so it must be true

We never parted you never went away

So I order up another glass