Blinding Sheets of Rain Songtext
von Old 97’s

These storms they gather forces unbeknownst to fools like me
They hide on the horizon too far gone to see
I could have swore the heart you wore upon your sleeve was mine
I could not see in front of me you were leaving I was blind

Blinding sheets of rain that′s what I'm blaming
I must have been blind not to see that you would leave
Now you are gone and the world is an ugly place
And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain


I love you, lost it′s meaning to shipwrecked fools like me
The rain is never ending there's no ships out to see
We have not seen a good night since these thunderstorms rolled in
I pray God please send them back and make me blind again

Blinding sheets of rain that's what I′m blaming
I must have been blind not to see that you would leave
Now you are gone and the world is an ugly place
And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain
And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain
And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain