When Sunny gets blue,. Her eyes get gray and cloudy;. Then the rain begins to fall.. . Pitter, patter, pitter, patter,. Love is gone, so what can matter?.
When Sunny gets blue. Her eyes get gray and cloudy. Then the rain begins to fall. Pitter, patter, pitter, patter. Love has gone so what can matter. No lover man comes to call.
When Sunny gets blue. Her eyes get gray and cloudy, yea. And the rain begins to fall, pitter patter, pitter patter. Love is gone, so what can matter. No sweet lover man comes to call.