Beth Hart - Caught Out In The Rain

Caught Out In The Rain

Everytime he walks out the front door

I wonder if he's ever coming back

But I can't help but love the taste of danger, baby

And the howl and the wind

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And the rough of his hands

I got caught up in the rain

If I die I don't care, I'm in love

I'm in love, I'm in love

I'm in love with this man

I got caught out, caught out, caught out in the rain