Lyrics:

I wrote you a letter and I sent it on the first of July Now it's November and still I haven't no reply I'll be my birthday soon, if I don't see you I'll survive But I would be happy, if you'd let me know you're still alive I still live on Jocelyn Square, nothing much has really changed I still think about you, but only really when it rains Sometimes you don't know something's open till it shuts I loved you so much, I hated your guts You blinded me I refused to see your doubt It's raining now Raining on Jocelyn Square It's raining now Raining on Jocelyn Square All the memories that flower and blossom In the pale Endymion hour They paint a picture of you Too good to be true And I hate myself for wishing, missing Your soul kissing All the things that once whet my appetite Now bleed me dry, bleed me dry Chasing rainbows and fireflies To watch them fade away before my eyes It's raining now Raining on Jocelyn Square It's raining now Raining on Jocelyn Square His smile lit up like a halo of despair And the worst thing that could happen Is the answer to his prayers It's raining now Raining on Jocelyn Square It's raining now Raining on Jocelyn Square