“Everywhere I go,
I see a face we used to know,
I pass a place we used to go,
When you were mine.
Since you went away,
My heart's not free,
It keeps raining down on me.
Will there be a day,
When the sun will shine?
I want to see the sunshine after the rain,
I want to see bluebirds flying over the mountains again”.
Sunshine After the Rain - Ellie Brooks