Buckets of Rain Songtext
von Totta Näslund
Buckets of Rain Songtext
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
I got all the love, honey baby, you can stand
Well, I′ve been meek and hard like an oak
I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
If you want me, honey baby, I′ll be here
Like your smell and your fingertips
Like the way that you move your lips
I like your cool way you look at me
Everything about you was bringin' me misery
Little red wagon, little red bike
I ain't no monkey, but I know what I like
I like the way you love me, strong and slow
I′m takin′ you with me, honey baby, when I go
Life is sad, life is a bust
All you can do is do what you must
You must do what you must do, and you do it well
I'll do it for you, my honey baby, can′t you tell?
All right
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
I got all the love, honey baby, you can stand
Well, I've been meek and hard like an oak
I′ve seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
If you want me, honey baby, I'll be here
One more
All right
Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
I got all the love, honey baby, you can stand
Well, I′ve been meek and hard like an oak
I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
If you want me, honey baby, I′ll be here
Like your smell and your fingertips
Like the way that you move your lips
I like your cool way you look at me
Everything about you was bringin' me misery
Little red wagon, little red bike
I ain't no monkey, but I know what I like
I like the way you love me, strong and slow
I′m takin′ you with me, honey baby, when I go
Life is sad, life is a bust
All you can do is do what you must
You must do what you must do, and you do it well
I'll do it for you, my honey baby, can′t you tell?
All right
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
I got all the love, honey baby, you can stand
Well, I've been meek and hard like an oak
I′ve seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
If you want me, honey baby, I'll be here
One more
All right
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