Roof top and I can't stop    the rhythm of the raindrops    that mingle with my tears.    Orange glow, the radio    reminds me you're not here, and I'm aware    and now I'm reminiscing    all the things we shared    staring at the leaves, talking to the trees    all of these, especially sunshowers.       Blue Jean is striking off    the checklists from the magizines    that clutter up her room.    "Can you spot the warning signs    of boredom letting itself in your life?"    Well, can you tell?    Is it something that I said or do I smell?    Maybe I can change    Maybe I'm insane    Baby, I just need a sweet...       I shuffle down the sidewalk in the afternoon    on Monday afternoon.   whistlin' while I walk away,    I look up to the sky and wonder why    the clouds have gathered seem to say goodbye.    Adios, my friend    Bon Voyage again    Arrivederci, everyone    Sunshower