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SHE BRINGS THE RAIN
L Y R I C S
1. She Brings The Rain 2. Strange Bird
SHE BRINGS THE RAIN (Rick Reil)
©1993 The Grip Weeds

Her head is in the clouds now; you think you walk the pave
but don't you turn away; you'll soon be in a pouring rage

She brings the rain, she brings the rain; she brings the laughter and the pain
She brings the rain, she brings the rain; you have yourself to blame
the memory of her face will wash away

Her hair is golden sunlight; her voice a gentle breeze
but don't you be at ease; 'cause soon she'll have you on your knees

She brings the rain, she brings the rain; she brings the laughter and the pain
She brings the rain, she brings the rain; you have yourself to blame
the memory of her face will wash away

First you see her face in your reflection
now you find it washed up on the sand

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A thunderstorm is brewing behind her rainy eyes
but don't you realize; you better run and cut the ties

She brings the rain, she brings the rain; she brings the laughter and the pain
She brings the rain, she brings the rain; you have yourself to blame
the memory of her face will wash away
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STRANGE BIRD (Rick Reil)
© 1993 The Grip Weeds

Is she shy or indifferent I can't really say
want to break her resistance, will she turn me away
They don’t understand her, they won’t even try
she knows what they’re saying but you won’t see her cry

A silent observer in a world that's so unkind
she's a real strange bird - in her mind

Her unbroken stare seems forever to linger
she plays with her hair with a nervous finger
How can it be though it sounds absurd
she talks to me without saying a word

A silent observer in a world that's so unkind
she's a real strange bird - in her mind

Something about this girl attracts me to her little world
though I try to get inside it seems she’s got something to hide

Is she shy or indifferent I can't really say
want to break her resistance, will she turn me away
They don’t understand her, they won’t even try
she knows what they’re saying but you won’t see her cry

A silent observer in a world that's so unkind
she's a real strange bird - in her mind
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