She's thunderstorms and rain,
To your calm and sunny days.
She's the reason my ship sank,
To your open port in a storm.

Even with you gone,
So many miles away,
I can still feel the warmth,
Of your sunny days.

Sometimes it's raining,
Even when you're with me.
But I promise to keep you dry,
In this stormy sea.

She is thunderstorms and rain,
that cleared away all my sunny days,
But you've dried up all the water,
She left from rainy may.