Now you can sell your soul

But you can't buy it back

I've spent my whole life

Working to give you

Everything you lack

You know I wish you were here

So we could walk and talk

In the soft rain, in the soft rain

Now all that's left of us

Is a picture sitting in a frame

I would gladly trade

All of my sympathy

For sorrow

If I could have you, if I could have you

Here with me tomorrow

I wish you were here

So we could walk and talk

In the soft rain, soft rain

All that's left of us

Is a picture sitting in a frame, a picture in a frame

Everything I wish for

Is everything I see

I remember when your kisses were for me

So many wasted days

The past is so hard to get out from under

So many words that I wish I could say

The future rattles my bones weak, weak like thunder

And I wish you could be here with me

So we could walk and talk

In the soft rain, soft rain, soft rain

Now all that's left of us

Is a picture sitting in a frame, a picture in a frame

Everything I wish for

Is everything I see

I remember when your kisses were for me

Everything I wish for

Is everything I see

I remember when your kisses, your kisses were for me,

Were for me