Lyrics:

The Hollies
Rain On The Window
(Allan Clarke/Tony Hicks/Graham Nash)
Track 7 on album 'Evolution' june 1967

When I hear pitter-patter, the rain on the window,
reminds of her.
When I hear pitter-patter, the rain on the window.

It was raining hard, the trees looked bare the night I met her.
She was wet, her hands were cold, the wind blew through her hair.
Though I'd known her quite a long time, we were just good friends.
So it didn't seem so strange inviting her back home.

We sat by the fire, the flames brought out something in her.
Melting all the cold, projecting warmth I never knew.
As the rain beat on my window, did she understand
that in the glow of dying embers, everything was planned?

When I hear pitter-patter, the rain on the window,
reminds of her.
When I hear pitter-patter, the rain on the window.

{interlude}

Pitter-patter {repeated 16 times}

We made (we made love) love later on that night
while the rain beat on my window.
I can't forget (I can't forget) the things that happened
while the rain beat down on my window.

Next time I saw her I knew she didn't want to know me.
If I disappointed her, I think she should have told me.
Can't she understand I only tried to be a man?
She made me feel so ashamed of everything I am.

When I hear pitter-patter, the rain on the window,
reminds of her
When I hear pitter-patter, the rain on the window,
reminds of her,
{fade out}
When I hear pitter-patter, the rain on the window...