Mel Torme & George Shearing Follow

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 the 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 her 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

Then the rain begins to fall
Pitter, patter, pitter patter, love has gone, what can matter?