Some men climb a mountain,
some men swim the sea,
some men fly above the sky:
they are what they must be.
but, baby the rain must fall,
baby, the wind must blow,
wherever my heart leads me
baby, i must go, baby i must go.
i do not love for silver,
ido not love for gold,
my heart is mine to give away,
it never will be sold.
so, baby the rain must fall,
baby, the wind must blow,
wherever my heart leads me
baby i must go, baby i must go.
i am not rich or famous:
but who can ever tell?
i don't know now what waits for me
maybe heaven, maybe hell.
baby, the rain must fall,
baby, the wind must blow,
wherever my heart leads me
baby i must go, baby i must go.