Walking down to grab some food at Bloor Street
Sunny day, sunny day, sunny day.
I didn't expect to see no rain
but there it was
pooring off of your face

Why, why did he let you go?
All I know
is he must have been crazy
And how, could he have let you go?
All I know
is he must have been crazy

Darling, whipe those tears from your eyes,
you're much too pretty
To be letting such a thing like him bring you down
Let me bring you up, now
Heading to the sky,
I'll show you love

Why, Justin Nozuka