I hear the drizzle of the rain 
Like a memory it falls 
Soft and warm continuing 
Tapping on my roof and walls 

And from the shelter of my mind 
Through the window of my eyes 
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets 
To England where my heart lies 

My mind‘s distracted and diffused 
My thoughts are many miles away 
They lie with you when you‘re alseep 
And kiss you when you start your day 

And a song I was writing is left undone 
I don‘t know why I spend my time 
Writing songs I can‘t believe 
With words that tear and strain to rhyme 

And so you see I have come to doubt 
All that I once held as true 
I stand alone without beliefs 
The only truth I know is you 

And as I watch the drops of rain 
Weave their weary paths and die 
I know that I am like the rain 
There but for the grace of you go I 

1965г.