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
When I hope I woke, I want too much When you try to save yourself And I hope you don't, I want too much In dreams I fly above the barn With goats and violins
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
a look through your memory book You may perceive a certain rhythmic regularity The crazy things your mind gets up to when you're away Throwing clouds of rain
When Sunny gets blue, her eyes get gray and cloudy Then the rain begins to fall Pitter, patter, pitter patter, love has gone, what can matter? No, sweet
sealed Only violins and their innocence Can show you how I feel And I hear them again At the end of the day I'm all teary eyed When we kiss goodbye
are still sealed Only violins and their innocence can show you how I feel And I hear them again at the end of the day I?m all teary-eyed when we kiss
four-four Ten shots to your spleen Let them violins sing Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck in this game Young'uns runnin' with 'caine Rain hits so we
and sounds you can taste Violins and trumpets, chocolate cakes Here are some words, words you can taste Here are some words, kissing your face Upside
When Sunny gets blue, her eyes get gray and cloudy Then the rain begins to fall, pitter-patter, pitter-patter Love is gone, what can matter No sweet lover
The first pub we could stagger to was twelve steps from the plane A Virgin flight to Shannon town the day it didn't rain The laughin' eyes of Ireland
raining This would be the perfect time for us Can you hear the sounds of the Love angels calling us? Sweet violins and harps playing Then suddenly there's this kiss
climbed up along me spine to suck up my life in a last kiss. Oh yes, in a last kiss. Act VII - Antofagasto --------------------- Fly, bird fly, hover
are still sealed Only violins and their innocence can show you how I feel And I hear them again At the end of the day I'm all teary-eyed when we kiss
your spleen, let them violins sing [Chorus: Blue Chip + (The Game)] Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck in this game, young'uns runnin with 'caine Rain
(J.Segal & M.Fisher) When sunny gets blue, Her eyes get grey and cloudy, Then the rain begins to fall. Pitter, patter, Pitter patter, Love has gone,
When Sunny gets blue, her eyes get gray and cloudy, And then the rain begins to fall. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, love is gone so what can matter? No
And sounds you can taste Violins and trumpets Chocolate cakes Here are some words Words you can taste Here are some words Kissing your face Upside:
