-------. Isis



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 are playing
Sweet and haunting melodies.

People used to love to hear her laugh, see her smile
That's how she got her name
But since that sad affair, she lost her smile, changed her style
Somehow she's not the same.

But memories will fade, and pretty dreams will rise up
Where other dreams fell through
Hurry new love, hurry here, and kiss away each lonely tear
And hold her near when Sunny gets blue.