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I met her at lover¡¯s park
One rainy April Monday
Smiling soft and warm as on
A clear December Sunday
Wearing taffeta and lace
That matched her braided hair
With their coraled beads that sang to me

She said ¡° hi ¡± and asked me why
Was I looking with sorrow
When there were much brighter days
In store for me tomorrow

I looked up at her and smiled
And said, why I don¡¯t 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 lover¡¯s park
And someone looks with sorrow
Ask them why are they so sad
When sunshine¡¯s theirs tomorrow
They¡¯ll reply they don¡¯t know why
And ask you please to stay
¡¯til the end of time, and when they¡¯re fine

Be kind and say
Never 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, ever
Never in your sun, never in your sun, believe that
I will only come
In your pouring rain to relieve the pain

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