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Rain Man

I'm at the place where the neon wind is the evening blues,
Where there are lonely reunions.
With me a purple evening of amusement,
Things you don't see in the world.
 
I'm right where no one can answer any questions,
And no one is talking about the dawn.
For the ladies out there, smiles and gossip are hidden in the roses,
And the first is the last.
 
And I show up alone
For the hundredth time I sit by the window
And I feel as if I could hear your voice
Out there somewhere or here somewhere
I know you're out there somewhere
My Rain Man
 
My Rain Man,
How are you without me?
But night is coming again.
My angel of September,
At the end of the day
You will come to me as if..
 
When this is over, it'll be morning,
Sleeping in the windows of advertisements.
All around will be a fog, and as if...
The soul is like empty pockets...
 
And I show up alone
For the hundredth time I sit by the window
And I feel as if I could hear your voice
Out there somewhere or here somewhere
I know you're out there somewhere
My Rain Man
 
My Rain Man,
How are you without me?
But night is coming again.
My angel of September,
At the end of the day
You will come to me as if..