A memory stick would suffice but you can never be too sure. And I think I lost my memory stick.
Either way I can't be arsed to go look for it.
Sunny Days
Once or twice,
It was nice,
Dancing in the rain,
But getting wet
Made you upset,
Cause it was all the same,
I didn’t like to change…
We were cool,
We were one,
Having oh so much fun,
Stories told in the cold are much better in sun.
But that was all ‘bout to change…
Now we are here,
And, I’m sure you’d like to know,
Where things are bound to go…
Avoiding someone I should hold
Sunny stories have gone cold…
Oh…
Stare at the phone,
All alone,
Waiting for that call,
But when we try,
My throat is dry,
And I say nothing at all…
Nothing at all…
What happened now,
What happened then,
From learning how to count to ten,
To all the way to here right now,
To only hear you tell me how,
You wanted things to change…
Now we are here,
And, I’m sure you’d like to know,
Where things are bound to go…
Avoiding someone I should hold
Sunny stories have gone cold…
Oh so cold…
But now I get the gist,
That, our loves kinda missed,
So I must insist…
That we have a long talk,
We can meet at your place, I will walk…
You know I would walk…
Cause now we are here,
And, I’m sure you’d like to know,
How things are bound to go…
I tell you I am filled with shame,
Things don’t have to be the same,
But she don’t wanna change…
She likes the good old days…
She likes the sunny days…
It was nice,
Dancing in the rain,
But getting wet
Made you upset,
Cause it was all the same,
I didn’t like to change…
We were cool,
We were one,
Having oh so much fun,
Stories told in the cold are much better in sun.
But that was all ‘bout to change…
Now we are here,
And, I’m sure you’d like to know,
Where things are bound to go…
Avoiding someone I should hold
Sunny stories have gone cold…
Oh…
Stare at the phone,
All alone,
Waiting for that call,
But when we try,
My throat is dry,
And I say nothing at all…
Nothing at all…
What happened now,
What happened then,
From learning how to count to ten,
To all the way to here right now,
To only hear you tell me how,
You wanted things to change…
Now we are here,
And, I’m sure you’d like to know,
Where things are bound to go…
Avoiding someone I should hold
Sunny stories have gone cold…
Oh so cold…
But now I get the gist,
That, our loves kinda missed,
So I must insist…
That we have a long talk,
We can meet at your place, I will walk…
You know I would walk…
Cause now we are here,
And, I’m sure you’d like to know,
How things are bound to go…
I tell you I am filled with shame,
Things don’t have to be the same,
But she don’t wanna change…
She likes the good old days…
She likes the sunny days…

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