More Than Rain

It’s more than rain that falls on our parade tonight
It’s more than thunder, it’s more than thunder
It’s more than a bad dream and that’s why I’m sober
There’s no more dancing, it’s just a sad time
None of our pockets are filled with gold
And nobody’s caught the bouquet
And there are no dead presidents we can fold
Nothing is going our way
It’s more than a bad dream that I’ve got myself into
There’s no more dancing, there’s no more dancing
It’s more than goodbye that I have to say to you
And only woe-be-gotten grey skies now
None of our pockets are filled with gold
And nobody’s caught the bouquet
And there are no dead presidents we can fold
Nothing is going our way
It’s more than trouble that I’ve got myself into
There’s no more dancing, it’s just a sad time
It’s more than goodbye that I have to say to you
And only woe-be-gotten grey skies now
It’s more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now
It’s more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now