Damn, Sam as a man, i ain't never been much for sunny days i'm as calm as a fruit stand in new york and maybe as strange when the colors go out of my eyes it's usually the change. but damn, sam, i love a woman that rains clear as a bell, and sound as an old engineer clear as a bell, and sound as an old engineer with talented breezes that blow off your hat with a sneer. as a man, i ain't never been much for talkin to. i'm as open as a door in her house that leads to her room and when the color goes out of my eyes she's usually too but damn, sam, i love a woman that's blue. as a man, i ain't never been much for sunny days i'm as calm as a fruit stand in new york and maybe as strange but when the colors go out of my eyes it's usually the change. but damn, sam, i love a woman that rains.