Elizabeth Rain in mountain grass Through the kitchen windows Old bottle glass Handmade wooden cradle full of dolls Where my dream baby sleeps Through plane departure calls Elizabeth Rain in dusty leaves Old cotton jeans With holes in the knees Embroidered pillows in the rocking chair Where I hold her and see She has her father's hair She will not...Learn More

Someday when we get straight We'll go back to England And see the things we used to see Separately Someday when we get straight We'll go back to England And be the things we used to be Separately I heard the northern coast is cold and hard The same as the bathroom floor, but not the same And I suppose the northern rocks are white like crystal But...Learn More

You walk away It's not where dreams are I got to tell you everything I know But I think you're letting me go I think you're letting me go I wait for rain It's not where dreams are I say your name to everyone I know But I think you're letting me go I think you're letting me go And when you go The center of things fall apart There'll be no place to...Learn More