The sweetest songs are never sung
Better days are yet to come
Yet to come my love

When did you lose that big bright smile
I used to love so well?
Where did she go, that happy child
I guess it's hard to tell

Well, maybe I've been too close to see
How far apart we've grown
But you can put the blame on me
Although you should've known
That the sweetest songs are never sung
Better days are yet to come
Yet to come my love

Where did you find that point of view
You love to point at me?
I'd like to know what happened to
The two we used to be

Well, maybe the rain's about to fall
You'd best believe it's here
But the weatherman says that overall
The air is beginning to clear
And the sweetest songs are never sung
Better days are yet to come
Yet to come my love

Now, baby the rain's about to fall
You'd best believe it's here
But the weatherman says that overall
The air is beginning to clear
And the sweetest songs are never sung
Better days are yet to come
Yet to come my love
My love

Well, the sweetest songs are never sung
Better days are yet to come
Yet to come my love

The sweetest songs are never sung
Better days are yet to come
Yet to come my love