Besedila: Richie Sambora. Harlem Rain.

The old man down on the corner
Is drowning in his pain
I can see the sorrow in his eyes
His tears, they leave a stain

The streets have left him broken
He's in the final phase
It's been a long hard road
From his glory days

There's a tattoo of his sweetheart
Fading on his arm
He talks of painful tragedy
How he lost his lucky charm

His memory is clouded
From the thunder in his vein
He's vanishing, vanishing gone
In the Harlem rain

Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night on the street of pain
Getting washed away by the Harlem rain

On desperation avenue
The devil takes his tall
Where the pushers and the poverty
Slowly claim your soul

When you reached the realization
That you just can't break the chain
No, you're vanishing, vanishing gone
In the Harlem rain

Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night on the street of pain
Getting washed away by the Harlem rain
(Harlem rain)

In your search for tender mercy
No one seemed to care
The faith that used to be your crutch
Is now your cross to bear

You lost yourself so long ago
You don't know who to blame
You're vanishing, vanishing gone
Vanishing, vanishing gone
Vanishing, vanishing gone
In the Harlem rain