We were full of ourselves in those days

Life was a treasurehouse of pleasure

We had our fill of the world's offerings

And took its ripened fruit at our leisure

 

Rain doesn't matter now you're gone

Nothing seems important anymore

We madly moaned about the weather

The God-given gale onto the shore

 

But our love took it all for granted

Selfishness was the order of the day

We were blind to the pain of others

Until came the time for you to pay

 

Rain doesn't matter now you're gone

Nothing seems important anymore

We madly moaned about the weather

The God-given gale onto the shore

 

We forgot just how lucky we were

I wish we had thought more of others

We focused instead on our own needs

The urgent desires of young lovers

 

Rain doesn't matter now you're gone

Nothing seems important anymore

We madly moaned about the weather

The God-given gale onto the shore