I walked down to the sidewalk, the night was crying rain I heard thunder wandering, like a crash in someones tin I can tell from the lightnings flashing, the storm would not refrain. The wind blew through the treetops, and I saw some windowpane I heard someone down in the alley, a little voice called out my name, I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, it was lost in the pouring rain. Well I'm going/ back to the country/ up on the mountains/ up on the rising side/ and if you/ should ever leave me/ send me a letter/ with some love inside/ where are you married? and in a good place? I need to know to be satisfied. I walked on through the darkness, the night still pouring rain The wind blew through the treetops, and I saw some windowpane I saw the ghost of our wrecked romance, it was lost in the pouring rain one thing I have learned in my time, in the skies and on the ground... all the fires changed motivation, yet I burned to love that sound.