[Verse 1] It was not raining very hard I said I would be fine she came down the steps behind me with an umbrella, not mine [Chorus] She did not wait to hear me she put it in my hand and went back up before I could make it into a thing [Verse 2] I have had it now two winters and I know which door she is and every time I pass it I think, I should, I should
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