Rain

Baby
You know
Ha-ha-ha
Gang

The sun has set
Moonlight reflects off your skin in bed
And a star at night that once held me tight
Your warmth and embrace became my peace
From a poet who writes love songs
From a poet who writes love songs

Oh, my love
The cold breeze chills my soul
The color of a rose has only wilted
And in my heart, I keep my demon at bay
With songs and lyrics that speak of love
With songs and lyrics that speak of love

Under the rain of your skin
Under the rain of your skin
Under the rain, rain
Of your skin
Under the rain, rain
Of your skin

Iron
Rain
Ah-ha
And it’s the N, the A, and the Z, man

With the moon and the glow from the blunt that calms me down
With a kiss that tastes like a damn curse
From my soul and your body, voices that speak to me
That kill my desires and my temptation
That kill my desires and my temptation

Oh, my love
The warmth of a kiss that breaks my soul
The scent and your body that hypnotized me
The caresses, your fragrance, the smoke calms me
I became a poet to talk to you about love
I became a poet to talk to you about love

Under the rain of your skin
Under the rain of your skin
Under the rain, rain
Of your skin
Under the rain, rain
Of your skin
(Gang)