Rain on the Country-Side

Here on the street corner
Waiting for the bus.
Holding my umbrella cause it's raining.
Many years ago was when we met,
Or was it just a few weeks?
Why did your smile have to go
And take my sun away?
I don't understand what I did to make it rain!
Coming down so suddenly was you walked away
On that dusty road,
On the country-side,
Where we said our good-byes.
Why did your smile have to go
And take my sun away?
Why did you leave?
I don't understand what I did to make it rain!
I don't know why,
I don't know why,
You went and cried when we were fine,
But you said good-bye
Making it rain on the country-side.
So here on the street corner
Waiting for the bus.
Holding my umbrella
Cause it's raining for us.