When the sunny gets blue, her eyes get grey and cloudy, then the rain begins to fall. Pitter patter, 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. Like the wind that sets the breeze a swaying, like some violins are playing weird and haunting melodies. She used to love to hear her laugh, see her smile, that's how she got her name. But since that sad affair, she's lost her smile and changed her style, somehow she's not the same. But memories still fade, and pretty dreams will rise up where her other dreams fell through. Hurry new love, hurry here to kiss away each lonely tear and to hold her near, when sunny gets blue. Hurry new love, hurry here to kiss away each lonely tear and to hold her near, when sunny gets blue. Thanks for watching!