Partly cloudy girl
An unrequited memory
She was a partly cloudy girl An unreliable promise She made you believe that she meant no ill That her doubts were earnest and honest But if you paid close attention If you knew what to look for, you’d see It was sleight of heart and misdirection That she probably would hurt a flea
All her bets where hedged All her circles were squared She’d walk you to the edge And you would swear that she cared Then the clouds would roll in And the pressure would drop And your whole head would spin And your bubble would pop
She was a partly cloudy girl Fickle, skittish, Irresistible And she made me love the rain






