I like rain on Saturdays
I like bricks and medieval alleyways
I like green hills and old English plays
But no one knows me like you do.
I like MacLean and slow movies and dinner
I like movie theatres with no one in there

I believe that the story isn't over because
No one knows me like you do
You are here and you are forgiven
I no longer live in the house from which you were driven
You are here and it is here that you will stay because
No one knows me like you do, no no
No one knows me like you do, no no
No one knows me like you do
You know it's true, you know it's true
No one knows me like you do.

You like small towns and wide open spaces
You like the city nights and different people's faces
You've seen the sun set over so many distant places
But no one knows you like I do
You like quiet afternoons and walking in the park
You like country music and whispering in the dark

And you know that the story isn't over because
No one knows you like I do, no no
No one knows you like I do
I am here, can I be forgiven
I no longer live in the house from which you were driven
I am with you and with you I will always stay because
No one knows you like I do

We like getting caught in the rain
We like watching water running down the windowpane
And we are here and you know no one's here to blame because
No one knows us like we do, 

You know I am never too far away.