The sunshine,
A shadow lays upon you,
The day is ruined in my mind,
An eclipse has destroyed my view.
The clouds can't conceal enough,
The rays that burned away my reservoir,
For the man who was struck with love,
Was crossed by the star.
He can't find his way back,
Through the dark and cold,
The pressure rises and he cracks,
In the rain's dreary hold.
Built him up and now you break him down,
He never feels the same,
No time left to turn around,
Lost his wife and name.
They just got up and left,
Blame the weather for his luck,
His heart is a victim of theft,
In your mold it's stuck.
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