The sun is out, the sky is blue.
Theres not a cloud,that spoils the
View.
But its raining,
Raining in my heart.
The weatherman says: Clear Today.
He doesn know its gone away.
But its raining,
Raining in my heart.
CHORUS:
Oh, misery, misery,
Whats gonna become of me?
I tell my blues, they mustn show,
But soon these tears, they
e bound
To flow.
Cause its raining,
Raining in my heart.