One more rainy day serenade 

and I tend to fall apart 

when the summer shatters recklessly 

into masterpieces and melodies 

about the day she broke his heart 

into a million missing pieces... 



Well so much for the sunset, 

I tell myself the clouds 

would not be here if you were. 

And so much for forever; 

forever's almost never 

what we make it out to be. 



One more ever-after will fade 

and our friendship falls apart 

when your letters yellow helplessly 

into folds and creases and memories 

about the day you broke his heart 

into a million missing pieces... 



So much for the sunset baby 

So much for forever 

maybe you never were, 

you never were to me... 



Well so much for the sunset 

I tell myself the clouds 

would not be here if you were, 

but you aren't, and they are 

and they would, but you won't 



No, you won't...