The last time you came around here

It was to rescue me

You arrived just in time with your customary flair

You rode through the rain all the way from Castellain

With the wind, and the wind, oh the wind,

oh the wind in your hair

After that, nothing ever really hurt again

Nothing ever really hurt

Not even ordinary pain

As we'd sit, you and me,

by the great aching sea

In the rain, in the rain, and the rain,

oh the rain, oh the rain

And I will always love you

With the wind, with the wind, with the wind,

oh the wind in your hair

Oh, who are these gods that you now defend?

And what purpose do they serve now at the end of time?

That we lay on our beds,

with the rain on our heads

And my hand searching for your hand

Searching for my hand

Searching for your hand

Searching for mine

And I will always love you

And I will always, oh, love you

And I will always

I will always love you

And I will always love you