If I could bottle
Smell of the wet land after the rain
I’ll make it a perfume
Send it to your house

If one in a million star
Suddenly will hit satellite
I’ll pick up some pieces
They’ll be on your way

In a far land across
You standing at the sea
Then the wind blows the scent
And that little star is there to guide me

If only I could find my way
To the ocean
I’m already
There with you

If somewhere the down line
We will never get to meet
I’ll always wait for you
After the rain

So if I could bottle
Smell of the wet land after the rain
I’ll make it a perfume
Send it to your house (yeah)

If one in a million star
Suddenly will hit satellite
I’ll pick up some pieces
They’ll be on your way

In a far land across
You standing at the sea
And the wind blows the scent
And that little star is there to guide me

If only I could my way
To the ocean
I’m already
There with you

If somewhere the down line
We will never get to meet
I’ll always wait for you
After the rain

In a far land across
You standing at the sea
And the wind blows the scent
And that little star is there to guide me

If only I could my way
To the ocean
I’m already
There with you

If somewhere the down line
We will never get to meet
I’ll always wait for you
After the

Only I could my way
To the ocean
I’m already
There with you

If somewhere the down line
We will never get to meet
I’ll always wait for you
After the rain