Words & Music - Graham Nash
Copyright 1977, Thin Ice Music, ASCAP.


Cold rain down on my face, buses hurry on,
Work's out, here comes the race,
People heading home.

Wait a second! Don't I know you?
Haven't I seen you some place before?
You seem to be like someone I knew.
He lived here, but he left
When he thought that there was more.
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Than cold rain and nowhere to go. Many people share
Sad dreams and hopes that are stained
By the sulphur in the air.

Don't I know you?
Haven't I seen you some place before?
You seem to be like someone I knew.
Yes he lived here, but he left
When he thought that there was more.

Than cold rain out on the street, I am all alone.
With cold rain down on my face,
I am heading home.


Crosby, Stills, Nash - Vocals
Stephen Stills - Electric Guitar
Joe Vitale - Drums
Gerald Johnson - Bass
Mike Finnigan - Organ