I'm jealous of the rain.
That falls upon your skin.
It's closer than my hands have been.
I'm jealous of the rain.
I'm jealous of the wind.
That ripples through your clothes.
It's closer than your shadow.
Oh, I'm jealous of the wind.
'Cause I wished you the best of
all this world could give.
And I told you when you left me
there's nothing to forgive. ...