Some days nothing comes my way, nothing but nothing that is   A heaven of rain clouds crown my day, queen of the wet ghost town brigade   Then you walk by and from my sky, nothing falls without a sparkle.   Feeling it kissing my face, so even I don't know I'm crying   Now you're him, out is in, who has time to live in sorrow   Umbrellas are chapel ceilings in chrome   And I dig the nylon blue lining your avenue   I'm not waiting on the sun like a bus that never comes   I'm at home with my colander sky   I'm just hanging with a friend   I don't need this storm to end   I'm in deep with my colander guy   It's you, you and me babe, and our colander eyes   Then you walk in, and for my sins   Nothing hurts for feeling groovy   Everything seems appealing   And even I don't know I'm lying   But we soon forget how to get on wet   We pass the towel and get back to drying   And only the time is flying   But then with only our chances slim   Back to nephrology again