When we part
My love she makes the rain
Fall in heavy sheets
As if out of nowhere
It is her way
Of saying she will miss me
Of telling me
Not to go
And she will be a little sadder
While we are apart
My love controls the weather
And when I return
It will be sunshine
And cool breezes
It is her way of saying
Welcome home
See how good the day is
See it is perfect here
And I am happy
Now that you are returned
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