Angel, don't be sorry, don't worry
This would happen anyway, I guess
Summer came, and we shared the days
Now winter's here and the wind has changed
Soon I'll be here on my own
Feeling like a
Monsoon baby
Monsoon baby
A complexed maybe
Rain- rinsed lady
Navigating towards you by airplane
Eating a local London-time supper
Winter went and the days were strange
But summer came and the wind did change
Finally you'll get to meet
Our little wonderful
Monsoon baby
Monsoon baby
A ten moon lady
Monsoon baby
Monsoon baby
Monsoon baby
A seawind lady
Monsoon baby
Monsoon baby
Monsoon baby
A ten moon lady
Monsoon baby
Monsoon baby
Monsoon baby
No more maybe
Monsoon babies
