I met her at lovers park
One rainy April Monday
Smiling soft and warm as on
A clear December SundayWearing taffeta and lace
That matched her braided hair
With their coraled beads
That sang to meShe said hi and asked me why
Was I looking with sorrow
When there were much brighter days
In store for me tomorrowI looked up at her and smiled
And said, "Why I dont know"
But would she agree to stay with me
And she said"Never in your sun", She said
"Never in your sun", Then she said
"I will only come in your pouring rain
To relieve the pain"So if you are at lovers park
And someone looks with sorrow
Ask them why are they so sad
When sunshines theirs tomorrowTheyll reply they dont know why
And ask you please to stay
Till the end of time
And when theyre fine be kind and sayNever in your sun, just tell them
Never in your sun, then say
I will only come in your pouring rain
To relieve the pain, never, everNever in your sun
Never in your sun, believe that
I will only come in your pouring rain
To relieve your pain