in the morning when i walk along and it s been raining all night it seems the rain is all the tears that i cried last night when i walk along through autumn leaves that must have fallen last night it seems the leaves are all the tears that i cried at night if he doesn t come back soon the streets will never be dry if he doesn t come back the road sweeper will never clear away my tears and i know i just won t sleep tonight i ll watch the rain and hear the wind blowing all my tears down to the street