Sunday Rain

She pulled her satin curtains to

And she told me she could look into my future, my future

She traced the outline of my hand

And told me that my love had never ended, just suspended

She said rain keeps fallin', the wind sighs Mary

The rain keeps on fallin', fallin', fallin'

Oh, on a Sunday, on a Sunday

I left the house of Madam X

And told myself I'd make my next stop Boston

Massachusetts

And then as if by a miracle

I felt the rain and heard the name of Mary

And it scared me

Cause the rain was fallin' when I found Mary

The rain kept on fallin', fallin', fallin'

Oh, on a Sunday, on a Sunday

The fortuneteller, she told me

I would find her in the Sunday rain

Now here I am, I can't believe it

Rain is fallin' down on me

But I don't care because my baby's here

And I'm walkin' in the Sunday rain

Livin' in the Sunday rain