• The girl cry's out.
    She is alone.
    Even though she is not alone.
    Her heart is thick with sadness
    as well as madness.

    It all started out on a fair day,
    She was happy and cheerful,
    She told him words, he couldn't say
    It was all quite a mouthful.

    They were happy and loving,
    but only for a short time,
    It all turned into nothing,
    love is sour like a lime.

    So the girl cry's like rain from a cloud.
    She runs away,
    She screams aloud,
    Just another memory of a cloudy day.