When the sun comes out
And the rain stops beating
On my window pane
When the sun comes out
There'll be blue birds 'round my door
Singing like they did before
That old sun comes out
And my man has gonna left me in the rain
Though he's gone I doubt
If he'll stay away for good
I'd stop living if he should
Love is funny
It's not always peaches, cream and honey
Just when everything look bright and sunny
Suddenly the cyclone came
I'll never be the same
'Til that sun comes out
And the rain stops beating on my window pane
If my heart holds out
Let it rain, let it pour
It may not be long before
There's a knocking at my door
You know the one I love walk in
When the sun comes out...
Writer(s): Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler