| When Sunny gets blue | |
| Her eyes get gray and cloudy | |
| And the rain begins to fall | |
| Pitter patter | |
| Love is gone so what can matter | |
| No sweet lover man comes to call | |
| When Sunny gets blue | |
| She breathes a sigh of sadness | |
| Like the wind that stirs the trees | |
| Wind that starts the leaves to swaying | |
| Like some violins are playing | |
| Weird 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 near | |
| To kiss away each lonely tear | |
| And hold her near | |
| When Sunny gets blue |
| When Sunny gets blue | |
| Her eyes get gray and cloudy | |
| And the rain begins to fall | |
| Pitter patter | |
| Love is gone so what can matter | |
| No sweet lover man comes to call | |
| When Sunny gets blue | |
| She breathes a sigh of sadness | |
| Like the wind that stirs the trees | |
| Wind that starts the leaves to swaying | |
| Like some violins are playing | |
| Weird 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 near | |
| To kiss away each lonely tear | |
| And hold her near | |
| When Sunny gets blue |
| When Sunny gets blue | |
| Her eyes get gray and cloudy | |
| And the rain begins to fall | |
| Pitter patter | |
| Love is gone so what can matter | |
| No sweet lover man comes to call | |
| When Sunny gets blue | |
| She breathes a sigh of sadness | |
| Like the wind that stirs the trees | |
| Wind that starts the leaves to swaying | |
| Like some violins are playing | |
| Weird 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 near | |
| To kiss away each lonely tear | |
| And hold her near | |
| When Sunny gets blue |
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