Bruce Springsteen - Marys Place
I got seven pictures of Buddha
The prophets on my tongue
Eleven angels of mercy
Sighin; over that black hole in the sun
My hearts dark but its risin
Im pullin all the faith I can see
From that black hole on the horizon
I hear your voice calling me
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at Marys place, were gonna have a party
Meet me at Marys place, were gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at Marys place
( Meet me at Marys place )
Familiar faces around me
Laughter fills the air
Your loving grace surrounds me
Everybodys here
Furnitures out on the front porch
Musics up loud
I dream of you in my arms
And I lose myself in the crowd
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain,