Текст песни Mid-Morning Rain (Sweet Wednesday) с переводом

This is my day for waiting on the phone

I’ve been waiting here so long

That the song on the radio’s repeating, yeah and

This is my day to get a flat tire

And get stuck out on the highway all alone

Just ten miles shy of meeting you, and

Hold out my hands to the midmorning rain

There’s a woman crying in a town somewhere to the east

Don’t ask me how I can hear it through all this thunder

Sometimes something hits your wavelength and it finds its way all the way to my

ears

I don’t know what I did wrong

Seems I always wreck the song

Trying to squeeze too many words into too little space

If I had a year or two

To escape from all of these crazy cars and trains

I might understand your love again, and

Hold out my hands to the midmorning rain

How it’s falling like the pieces of a puzzle made of glass

And they dissolve into a picture in my hands

Reflections of the sky mingle with my life line again

(Bridge)

And I don’t know if this is

The place I broke down last year

I’d like to think I got a little farther this time

But I always seem to break down

I try to find a rusted souvenir

An ornate turning gear

I give it to you

This is my day to find your note

In the pocket of my coat

That you wrote a year ago

I never saw it

Telling me I should not fret and that everything it happens for the best

As long as you can see the sky, and

Hold out your hands to the midmorning rain

Cup a bit of everything in life there in your hands

People on the highway rushing by so fast

Would wish that they were broken down

If they knew the pleasure you get from the rain

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