Mellow afternoons sang their songs in tune.
Never led me to believe
that when I woke up, all the sun would stop
at the time you had to leave.
Then the peace I'd known was over
and I wondered if somehow
the day would come when I would be
out from underneath this cloud.
Tears I seldom shed followed me to bed
as my world came falling down.
On the windowpane came the pouring rain.
Listen to its haunting sound.
And the rain had come to tell me
that my life was over now.
My love had wandered off again,
leaving me beneath this cloud.
On the windowpane came the pouring rain.
Listen to its haunting sound.
Then the peace I'd known was over
and I wondered if somehow
the day would come when I would be
out from underneath this cloud.
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