peeling the skin back from my eyes i felt suprised that the time on the clock was the time i usually retired to the place where i cleared my head of you but just for today i think i ll lie here and dream of you i ve got you under my skin where the rain can t get in but if the sweat pours out just shout i ll try to swim and pull you out a howling wind blows the litter as the rain flows as street lamps pour orange colored shapes through your window a broken soul stares from a pair of watering eyes uncertain emotions force an uncertain smile i ve got you under my skin where the rain can t get in but if the sweat pours out just shout i ll try to swim and pull you out