The sweetest songs are never sung

Better days are yet to come

Yet to come my love



When did you lose that big bright smile

I used to love so well?

Where did she go, that happy child

I guess it's hard to tell



Well, maybe I've been too close to see

How far apart we've grown

But you can put the blame on me

Although you should've known

That the sweetest songs are never sung

Better days are yet to come

Yet to come my love



Where did you find that point of view

You love to point at me?

I'd like to know what happened to

The two we used to be



Well, maybe the rain's about to fall

You'd best believe it's here

But the weatherman says that overall

The air is beginning to clear

And the sweetest songs are never sung

Better days are yet to come

Yet to come my love



Now, baby the rain's about to fall

You'd best believe it's here

But the weatherman says that overall

The air is beginning to clear

And the sweetest songs are never sung

Better days are yet to come

Yet to come my love

My love



Well, the sweetest songs are never sung

Better days are yet to come

Yet to come my love



The sweetest songs are never sung

Better days are yet to come

Yet to come my love