STANDIN' ON A BUS LINE, WAITING FOR THE NUMBER 39 TO TAKE ME HOME FOR THE LAST TIME
HOPING FOR THE MORNING RAIN TO FALL UPON MY FACE SO THAT IT WILL ERASE THE TEARDROPS FROM MY EYES
(CHORUS) THERE'S A BLUE MIST, IN THE AIR AND THERE'S A FEELIN IN MY HEART THAT I CAN'T SHARE AND THERE'S A TEARDROP, RUNNIN' DOWN MY CHEEK AND I CAN'T EVEN SPEAK WHEN I THINK OF YOU
WE WERE BROUGHT TOGETHER, BECAUSE OF STORMY WEATHER 'CAUSE WHEN THE WEATHER GOT BETTER AND THE SUN CAME, YOU WERE GONE
NOW, YOU COULD NEVER MAKE IT, BECAUSE YOU TRIED TO FAKE IT THEN LET A STRANGER COME AND TAKE IT ALL AWAY
NOW I CAN LIVE WITHOUT YOU, THOUGH I'LL OFTEN THINK ABOUT YOU AND WONDER WHAT HAD HAPPENED HAD YOU TRIED NOW YOU CAN LIVE WITHOUT ME, I KNOW THIS TO BE TRUE SO I'M GIVIN THIS SONG TO YOU TO HURT YOUR PRIDE