I’d rather think that it was just another day Another rainy day But I now you I’d rather think I almost heard you saying “stay” And then I might’ve stayed But I now you Too well for that The things you’ve said, the time I’ve killed The feelings that have disappeared And all my pain, and all your tears Are just the victims Of your dreams I’d rather think that I would never see you again Not even hear from you But I know you I’d rather think that this is all because of the rain It always paints me blue But I know you Way too well for that I’ve tried so hard to let it go But here’s your voice – hello, hello! Another touch, another kiss – And I’m a victim I’ve tried so hard to let it go But here’s your voice – hello, hello! Another touch, another kiss – And I’m a victim Of your dreams