| Look out the window when that rain storms
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| I let the wind blow up a brain storm
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| And now I’m wondering whether weather like this gets you too
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| It may go on like this for hours
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| Too late in Fall for April showers
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| So what we got here
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| Got a thought or two
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| I need to share with you
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| Here goes
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| Darling tell me now
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| Have I done wrong somehow
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| That you won’t look at me It is pointed out
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| Can’t keep my wits about
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| When you won’t look at me Is there something I outta know
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| You’re finding hard to say
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| Well there’s just a trace
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| Hiding on your face
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| And I learned it that way
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| Just another soul
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| That really knows my soul
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| And you won’t look at me Does that take the prize
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| How much I love those eyes
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| And they won’t look at me Now the rain has gone
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| But something lingers on There’s certain sadness here
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| Now that the sky is clear
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| And it’s so so clear
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| Yes, it’s all so clear
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| To me now
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| And I can’t help but feel
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| That certain sadness’s here
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| To stay |