They say that with every cloud
There comes a silver lining
But my cloud is fit to burst
And hanging over me –
I’m waiting for the sun
To come and start shining,
But every glimmer that appears
Teases me, and escapes in a moment
They say that with every cloud
There comes a silver lining
But my cloud is fit to burst
And hanging over me –
I’m waiting for the sun
To come and start shining,
But every glimmer that appears
Teases me, and escapes in a moment