Hatful of Rain — текст песни (Del Amitri)

Lovehearts on an old stone building

Have no relevance now

Sherry bottles in a bus-stop litter bin

Remind me of you somehow

You look so young its frightening

Lifes been good to you

But strike me down with bolts of lightning

If I wasnt good to you too



Throw me away, throw me away again

cos I dont mind, Im still satisfied

With just a hatful of rain



Merry widows in stock gloss magazines

Dumbstruck open their mouths

And out comes some old jackpot philosophy --

Everything must pay somehow

And Ive heard you say that he just works for me,

Doing things that you cant do

But grease my palms with a hatful of currencies

I dont belong to you



Throw me away, throw me away again

cos I dont mind, Im still satisfied

With just a hatful of rain