[Intro. (Piano)]
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Cold rain down on my face
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Buses hurry on
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Work's out here comes the race
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People heading home
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Wait a second, don't I know you?
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Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
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You seem to be like someone I knew
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Yes, he lived here but he left
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When he thought that there was more
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Than cold rain and nowhere to go
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Many people share
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Sad dreams and hopes that are stained
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By the sulphur in the air
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Don't I know you?
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Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
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You seem to be like someone I knew
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He lived here but he left
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When he thought that there was more
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Than cold rain out on the streets
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I am all alone
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With cold rain down on my face
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I am heading home
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Cold Rain
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Crosby, Stills & Nash |