Corner booth by the window pane
Steam rising from yesterday's rain
Fingertips trace a faded face
Third cup gone cold without a trace
Rain and memories taste the same
But daylight asks us to play the game
Your blue eyes still haunt this room
Though winter took you far too soon
Jukebox plays that old refrain
Same song we danced to in the rain
Coat pocket holds your ticket stub
From when you said you'd had enough
Rain and memories taste the same
But daylight asks us to play the game
Your blue eyes still haunt this room
Though winter took you far too soon
Found your photo in my coat
Six years of pretending it's just rain I wrote
On every letter never sent
Every night the jukebox spent
RAIN AND MEMORIES TASTE THE SAME!
BUT DAYLIGHT ASKS US TO PLAY THE GAME!
YOUR BLUE EYES STILL HAUNT THIS ROOM!