Bright sunlight, cotton candy clouds,
Blue sea, a long yellow beach,
Picnic on the side, one phone call.
Dark sky, cloudbursts,
Loud music in your ears,
Rain wet against your skin,
Dancing alone on the floor, one phone call.
Someone to join the dance,
Someone to ruin a picnic,
You know which is better -
Not the blinding sun in your eyes,
But the rain washing away memories.
