Some things never change

Your hand in mine
on a warm spring day
everythings goin fine
on this day in may.

But all of a sudden
The sky turns grey
Thunder rumbles, lightning strikes
Then you turn and walk away.

Im left stood there
Without an explination
Or a reason why
Thinking why, why, why
You didnt even say goodbye.

This is how my fine spring day
was the end of my world
because you turned and walked away

Oh well, another one of you
will come round again
and ill be left stranded
again and again.

I guess,
some things never change.