Lyrics:

(Boudleaux and Felice Bryant) The sun is out, the sky is blue There's not a cloud to spoil the view But it's raining, raining in my heart The weatherman says clear today He doesn't know you've gone away And it's raining, raining in my heart Oh misery, misery What's gonna become of me? I tell my blues they mustn't show But soon these tears are bound to flow 'Cos it's raining, raining in my heart Oh misery, misery What's gonna become of me? The sun is out, the sky is blue There's not a cloud to spoil the view But it's raining, raining in my heart Raining in my heart Raining in my heart