The butter flowers are in bloom,
But you're staying in.
The beauty that you know from before
Don't mean a thing now
Loving you is like waiting for the rain to come.
Loving you is like waiting for the rain to come.
Loving you is like waiting for the rain to come.
There are others ways to love,
Than to love a man.
Other ways to fill your life
With meaning.
Maybe there's a city somewhere,
Where you won't feel alien.
If new friends are waiting for you
Go sail with them.
Loving you is like waiting for the rain to come.
Loving you is like waiting for the rain to come.
Loving you is like waiting for the rain to come.
Loving you is like waiting for the rain to come.