And it's you they'd sneak in
And the clouds they hug that bridge just sleeping
When the wind that whistles knocks the panes from old windows
Down rainy streets
There's a light that meets the ground

In the warm rush of love to lend, the fire's the same that's been around
When bags of ice and knives go hard down on the mercury
And winter's whip of cold kills everything in a nursery
Down rainy streets
Well there's a light that meets the ground
And the warm rush of love to lend, the fire's the same that's been around

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): James August Wilbur, Jonathan Patrick Wurster, Laura Jane Ballance, Ralph Lee Mccaughan