The Dearly Beloved - Dirty Northern Rain Lyrics

In the dirty northern rain
Making conversation
With a stranger
At the bus stop on the corner

Where I kissed her yesterday
Where her shoulder meets her neck
I only want to be with her for
The rest of my days
In the dirty northern rain

So take me back to Harehills Lane
In a phone box
Taking shelter from the rain
Sharing just one pair of headphones

Listening to Forever Changes'
Beneath an orange sky
I only want to be with her
For the rest of my life
I know it's early days but in some ways It seems the Gods are on our side
The record spins
And so begins
The soundtrack to our lives
Echoes in our beating hearts
Always on our minds
Those early days
In the dirty northern rain
Don't want to wake up in a city that never sleeps

The boys and girls are all out dancing in the streets
San Francisco's got the sunshine and the sea
But California's got nothing on Leeds
Not for dirty northern me
Vodka, lime and lemonade
Spinning records in the attic where we lay
Until the sunrise dances
On that dirty window pain
And It's time to phone in sick
I only want to be with her
For the rest of my life
I know it's early days but in some ways It seems the Gods are on our side
The record spins
And so begins
The soundtrack to our lives
Echoes in our beating hearts
Always on our minds
Those early days
In the dirty northern rain