I feel the rain fall down my back I'm going back to my place of work To get things done, to get them right But I'll mess them up and I always do Buried in words about you this year, oh what a year I laid around just feeling down And from our happy room I watched the seasons as they flew And then when Christmas came, I laid my head to rest in chains 'Cause with my finished work I turn my head back Still didn't work and I put it to bed You often swore to find me dead too many times enough To start again, to give it up And then the morning came till I felt day Till I'm awake 'cause with my finished work I turn my head back still didn't work I feel the rain fall down my back I'm going back