| Song | In The Rain |
| Artist | Midnight Oil |
| Album | Breathe |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sorry I am for the hurt I caused | |
| Grieving I still do over careless words | |
| As I move freely to a place | |
| The debris I left behind comes back into my day | |
| Out of time disconnected | |
| Plagued by senses sweet desire, out of time | |
| Out of time deluded | |
| I plunged my hand into the mother load of love | |
| In the rain calling out his name, I call, yes I call | |
| In the rain falls on my shame it falls, yes it falls | |
| In the rain | |
| Life picked me up this morning and thrust me to the world | |
| Like a child I抦 hurtled forward | |
| Dreaming things anew, sights I see sound true | |
| All the places, open faces gracing everything I view | |
| In the rain falls on my shame I call,yes I call | |
| In the rain falling on my shame I call yes, I call | |
| In the rain calling out his name, I fall, yes I fall | |
| In the rain |
| Sorry I am for the hurt I caused | |
| Grieving I still do over careless words | |
| As I move freely to a place | |
| The debris I left behind comes back into my day | |
| Out of time disconnected | |
| Plagued by senses sweet desire, out of time | |
| Out of time deluded | |
| I plunged my hand into the mother load of love | |
| In the rain calling out his name, I call, yes I call | |
| In the rain falls on my shame it falls, yes it falls | |
| In the rain | |
| Life picked me up this morning and thrust me to the world | |
| Like a child I bing hurtled forward | |
| Dreaming things anew, sights I see sound true | |
| All the places, open faces gracing everything I view | |
| In the rain falls on my shame I call, yes I call | |
| In the rain falling on my shame I call yes, I call | |
| In the rain calling out his name, I fall, yes I fall | |
| In the rain |
| Sorry I am for the hurt I caused | |
| Grieving I still do over careless words | |
| As I move freely to a place | |
| The debris I left behind comes back into my day | |
| Out of time disconnected | |
| Plagued by senses sweet desire, out of time | |
| Out of time deluded | |
| I plunged my hand into the mother load of love | |
| In the rain calling out his name, I call, yes I call | |
| In the rain falls on my shame it falls, yes it falls | |
| In the rain | |
| Life picked me up this morning and thrust me to the world | |
| Like a child I bǐng hurtled forward | |
| Dreaming things anew, sights I see sound true | |
| All the places, open faces gracing everything I view | |
| In the rain falls on my shame I call, yes I call | |
| In the rain falling on my shame I call yes, I call | |
| In the rain calling out his name, I fall, yes I fall | |
| In the rain |