Karaoke Track: Rain by Madonna (JVC)

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Written by Madonna Ciccone, Shep Pettibone
ii) 1992 WB Music Corp., Webo Girl
Publishing, Inc.,

fii1993 MCA Music Publishing,
Shupgungs (ASCADJ JVEI

Rain . . .
feel it on my fingertips.
Hear it on my windowpane.

Your love&#39;s coming down like rain.

Wash away my sorrow.
Take away my pain.

Your love&#39;s coming down like rain.

When your lips are burning mine
and you take your time

to tell me how you feel.

When you listen to my words
and I knew you heard.
I know it&#39;s real.

Rain is what this thunder brings.

For the first time
I can hear my heart sing.

Call me a fool. but I know I&#39;m not.

I&#39;m gonna stand out here

on the mountain top

till I feel your rain,

Feel it on my fingertips.
Hear it on the windowpane.
Your love&#39;s coming down like rain.

Wash away my sorrow.

Take away my pain.

Your love s coming down like rain.

When you looked imo my eyes

and you said goodbye.

could you see my tears?

When I turned the other way

did you hear me say

I&#39;d wait far all the . .

. . . dark clouds bursting

in the perfect sky?

You promised me

when you said goodbye

that you&#39;d return when the storm

is done.

And now I wait for the light.

I wait for the sun

till I feel your rain.

Feel it on my fingertips.
Hear it on the windowpane.

Your love&#39;s coming down like rain.

Wash away my sorrow.

Take am? my pain.

Your love&#39;s coming down like . . .

Here comes the sun.

Here comes the sun

and 15.6.3, never 5&#39;0 away.

(Waiting is the hardest thing.
I tell myself that if I believed in you.
and I dreamed of you

with all my heart and all my soul.

that by sheer force of will
I could raise you from the ground.
that without a sound you&#39;d appear

and surrender to me. to love .1

Rain is what the thunder bringsi
For the first time I can hear
my heart sing.

Call me a fool. but I know I&#39;m not.

Rain is what the thunder bringsi
For the first time I can hear
my heart sing.

Call me a fool. bht I know I&#39;m not.

I&#39;m gonna stand out here

m the mountain top

till I feel your rain.

I feel it. it&#39;s coming.
your love&#39;s coming down like rain.
Feel ii? on my fingel tips.

Hear it on the windowpane.

Your love&#39;s coming down like . . .
. . . Stand out on the mountain top
and wait for you to be

the rain . . . rain.