Black Rain - Keane

I open my eyes, everything shines

We swim as the breeze blows down the coast

Down on my luck, breathing my last

Dirty your hands, carry me home

Red sky turning round, black rain falling down

If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough

Sandstorm cuts your skin, Black Kites circling

If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough

We came from the south to Lebanon’s shore

Folded our clothes, dived into peace

The blackest of seas glittering red

Lit by the fire over our heads

Red sky turning round, black rain falling down

If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough

Sandstorm cuts your skin, Sunbirds circling

If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough

Ohhhh

You better hope that that’s enough