Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever Think I'm off my head It's 25 past 10 and again I'm all alone Can't remember what I said But I bet it went something like, something like I know what I felt, would you send me a

No, that's the rain in the same old blues Now the sun turned to rain Morning rain keep on falling Like the tears that fall from my eyes And as I sit in my room Staring out at the gloom I can't help, I can't help but remember Have the sun that would shine