Love is full of mischief It plots a perfect start It sends a dozen roses To signify a spark But roses never fade They always tend to die A gesture so deceiving It hangs you out to dry Here comes the rain again Here comes the rain Cover me Under your umbrella Cover me Hide me under your umbrella Cover me Let the storm blow over Cover me Hold me under your umbrella Life is full of misfits Who think they know it all The sentimental genius About to take a fall But when the sex is over They light a cigarette To signify the start of The beginning of the end Here comes the rain again Here comes the rain Cover me Under your umbrella Cover me Hide me under your umbrella Cover me Let the storm blow over Cover me Hold me under your umbrella