Lyrics

The last time I bought an umbrella I was in Quebec City
Standing in the rain
It was a sleepy Tuesday and we were channeling
the ghost of Samuel De Champlain

Just you and me splashing in the streets
I wouldn’t have it any other way
It’s hard for me to picture anything
More romantic than this city in the rain
Quebec City in the Rain

As we wandered on St-Jean the sound of music
And the smell of chocolate filled the air
I held you close to me, to keep you dry
and run my fingers through your soft hair

Just you and me splashing in the streets
I wouldn’t have it any other way
It’s hard for me to picture anything
More romantic than this city in the rain
Quebec City in the Rain

I’ve waited forever to feel this way
Years of loneliness, and pain
If this is how I feel standing in the rain
I’ll never need the sunshine again