Outside makes me cry, as rain comes down again
There's never been a sun whilst you are away
Oh where do the blueskies go when you're not home?
I long for you to come home, to be with me once more
I miss your gentle touch, I miss your words of love
Oh where do the blueskies go when you're not home?
And I dream of many things, like kisses that touch
And the wind that brings them here, whispers in my ear that I loved you so much
Heart beats like a drum, sleep will never come
Oh where do the blueskies go when you're not home?