J.Segal & M.Fisher)
When sunny gets blue,
Her eyes get grey and cloudy,
Then the rain begins to fall.
Pitter, patter,
Pitter patter,
Love has gone, 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 sets 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 a name
Since that sad affair
She lost her smile, changed her style
Somehow she's not the same
Memories will fade
And pretty dreams will rise
Up where her other dreams fell through
Hurry new love, hurry dear
To kiss away each lonely tear
And hold me near
'Cause sunny is blue . ..
that's my song. i finally found my song.
***
a cried a bit
wondered why a bit
felt stupid a bit
i probably deserved it a bit
but there's nothing i can do i guess except miss you
wait till it passes
put it in a box and store it away
the rose petals that i took the time to save in a special place
the pictures in an envelope 'cause just looking at your face
well, it's just a waste
***
yes
a support system-i need that
admittedly
constantly searching for a "family"
i don't know where i'll end up, i do know what i feel along the way is what matters, not the external nonsense.
u'll always be a part of me, even though something died when you chose to go...and i'll never let you know how much i really cared
"i was never satisfied with casual encounters/i can't hide my need for two hearts that bleed with burning love/it's the way it's got to be"
she still gets to me, that madonna.
xoxo
sunny.
When sunny gets blue,
Her eyes get grey and cloudy,
Then the rain begins to fall.
Pitter, patter,
Pitter patter,
Love has gone, 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 sets 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 a name
Since that sad affair
She lost her smile, changed her style
Somehow she's not the same
Memories will fade
And pretty dreams will rise
Up where her other dreams fell through
Hurry new love, hurry dear
To kiss away each lonely tear
And hold me near
'Cause sunny is blue . ..
that's my song. i finally found my song.
***
a cried a bit
wondered why a bit
felt stupid a bit
i probably deserved it a bit
but there's nothing i can do i guess except miss you
wait till it passes
put it in a box and store it away
the rose petals that i took the time to save in a special place
the pictures in an envelope 'cause just looking at your face
well, it's just a waste
***
yes
a support system-i need that
admittedly
constantly searching for a "family"
i don't know where i'll end up, i do know what i feel along the way is what matters, not the external nonsense.
u'll always be a part of me, even though something died when you chose to go...and i'll never let you know how much i really cared
"i was never satisfied with casual encounters/i can't hide my need for two hearts that bleed with burning love/it's the way it's got to be"
she still gets to me, that madonna.
xoxo
sunny.
VIEW 10 of 10 COMMENTS
theangus:
yeah......I really should.
bunny:
What a great song! I wish I had one, too. Maybe someone will write one about me someday...I need to stop dating the bassists and drum players, and go straight for the singer/songwriters. I don't think my set is EVER going to go up...