Little Thing
Vets Memorial Auditorium, Providence RI
01.30.97
David and Tim
Stella Chiang  be26321@binghamton.edu


My...(heart is, honey?)
I remember the way you smiled and your lips like, oh,
Like the sunshine...
Turn my grey heart to blue
And you...away
Well, you do, and now you...(played?) your hand
You've reached up to the sky
And blue ran down your arms
And turned to red
And you are done
Won't you...
... on my head
Won't you leave me...

Rain on my head
I dream of, well, I dream that I will see you again
Oh, maybe
But now I see you lying lifeless in the sand
And red is stained...(maybe?)
Oh, won't you move, please for me?
Eyes open, wide, lifeless, staring...
I wish I could touch you and bring you (to?)

Rain on my head
Won't you rain on me, rain, my friend?
Rain on my head
Well, I feel you...(away?)
Why do you stay so still?

[Wailing...???]

And me, I dream I will bring you back to life again, my friend
Oh...
And the darkness glows out...
When you rain on my head
Won't you please open, oh,

Rain on my head
I wish I could kiss you again, oh,
I kiss you again

[Wailing...???]

I leave you, oh, but
Won't you rain?