Hatful Of Rain

Love hearts on an old stone building Have no relevance now Sherry bottles in a bus-stop litter bin Remind me of you somehow You look so young it's frightening Life's been good to you But strike me down with bolts of lightning If I wasn't good to you too Throw me away, throw me away again 'cause I don't mind, I'm still satisfied With just a hateful of rain Merry widows in stock gloss magazines Dumbstruck open their mouths And out comes some old jackpot philosophy Everything must pay somehow And I've heard you say that he just works for me Doing things that you can't do But grease my palms with a hateful of currencies I don't belong to you Throw me away, throw me away again 'cause I don't mind, I'm still satisfied With just a hateful of rain --- Hatful of Rain - Del Amitri