Yesterday I heard the rain, 
whispering your name, 
asking where you'd gone . . . 

It fell softly from the clouds 
on the silent crowds, 
as I wandered on . . . 

Out of doorways 
black umbrellas came to pursue me, 
Faceless people as they passed 
were looking through me, 
no one knew me . . . 

Yesterday I shut my eyes, 
face-up to the skies, 
drinkin' in the rain . . . 

But your image still was there 
floating in the air, 
brighter than a flame . . . 

Yesterday I saw a city, 
full of shadows without pity, 
and I heard the steady rain, 
whispering your name, 
Whispering your name . . . 

Yesterday I saw a city, 
full of shadows without pity, 
and I heard the steady rain, 
whispering your name, 
whispering your name, 
whispering your name . . .