Eddie kendricks

I wake up there's no smell of bacon frying And it's hard realizing she won't be home no more, no more I go to work in rough dried shirts I can't call on my break Oh, how it hurts to know she won't be...

Rain, rain, rain' Rain, rain, rain' I've got a date with the rain Gotta go walking in the rain The clouds that gather in the sky Gather in my eyes every time it rains On just such a day you let me go...