Rain Chasing Dreams

Tokyos kimonos, brighten up the street at night
Its a beautiful sight, that rising sun light
But I had to pack up and go
It was sad but I had to pack up and go
Weve got vagabonds, theyre here and gone
They cross cross paths mid air
Up the spiral stairs
They all meet up there
In the end it all comes back home
In the end it all comes back home
And Im caught in the rain chasing dreams
Nothing is what it seems to be
Theres not much left to believe in
Im caught in the rain, chasing dreams
London towns harlequin clowns
On a treadmill of rhythm and song
Be it right or wrong
Thats all past and gone
Still those shadows are chasing me down
Those old shadows, they still follow me around
Weve got renegades in their polaroid shades
On a search for the Chelsea sun
Love is lost and won
By the heart, buy the gun
As my once perfect memory fades
My once perfect memorys faded
And Im caught in the rain chasing dreams
Nothing is what it seems to be
Theres not much left to believe in
Im caught in the rain, chasing dreams
And Im caught in the rain chasing dreams
Nothing is what it seems to be
Theres not much left to believe in
Im caught in the rain
Words & Music Alan Merrill