Friday, September 24, 2010


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
No sweet loving man comes to call.
When Sunny Gets Blue,
She breathes a sigh of sadness.
Like the wind that stirs the trees.
Wind that sets the leaves to swaying,
Like some violins a playing
Wierd and haunting melodies…
People used to love to hear her laugh,
See her smile, That's how she got her name..
Since that sad affair, She's lost her smile
Changed her style, Somehow she's not the same…
But memories will fade,
And pretty dreams will rise up
Where her other dreams fell through..
Hurry new love, Hurry here,
To kiss away each lonely tear
And hold her near, When Sunny Gets Blue

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