We cheat on our friends with rhyme and reason 
As surely as the leaves change with the seasons 
For love or money, or sometimes both 
Let's hope this fire burns without smoke 

In the garden; in the rain 
You no longer loved him 
I whispered your name 
In the garden; in the rain 
Swift, knowing looks 
The rules of the game 

Cupid's leering; let the game begin 
He shoots the arrow, and our lives spin 
Put down our knives and raise a glass 

Let the blinds hold in the night 
Or let a candle be our only light 
We whisper words, but are they true? 
Let's be naïve, me and you 

In the rain, by the tower door 
Said we would love forever 
We lied, of course 
In the rain, by the tower door 
We'd never betray each other 
We did, of course 

In the rain