Do I have to tell the story of a thousand rainy days since we first met?
It's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me that ends up getting wet
Cause every little thing she does is magic, everything you do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic, now I know my love for her goes on
I resolved to call her out a thousand times a day
And now I know my love for her goes on

I'll ask her if she'll marry me, in some old-fashioned way
But my silent feels have gripped me, long before I'll reach the phone
Long before my tongue has tripped me, must I always be alone?
Cause every little thing she does is magic, everything you do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic, now I know my love for her goes on
And so on
And on
I'll ask her if she'll marry me, in some old-fashioned way