Azure Ray - Raining in Athens

Still,

I think of you, baby

and how I grew old with you then

and this summer, you'll call - maybe

and act as if we were old friends

You'd say, 'How are you, baby'

I'd say, 'It's raining in Athens'

 

And to this day

I nurse the fever

that spoiled my poor heart

And I've mastered the art of dealing

slipping away without falling in apart

So when this summer, you'll call - maybe

and ask how I've been

I can be honest and anwser plainly

'Since November, It's been raining'