The sky is not crying...
"No," he says, "the sky is blue"
I remember saying that to a friend of mine
And him saying, "yes baby, the sky is blue"
And he saying, "you don't understand at all what I mean"
The sky is raining....raining....raining!
He who needed me so much and so very long...
Don't treat me like a stranger
"That sounds like a song," she said
And I never put you in any danger
And I know you've known that all along...
"Well," he said, "I could come right through your door any night...
And I don't ever want to know about new people in your life"
And let me make one thing in all your dreams real clear"
Now lets talk about faith...
Well, he called me as I walked through the door
And ran down the long hallway...
And I turned around for more
No, there is not as much laughter as there used to be
Things have changed...not to speak of you and me...
Don't treat me like a stranger
"That sounds like a song," she says
I never put you in that danger
And you've known that all along
No, the sky is not crying...
Oh yes, the sky is crying
So were you...so were you...
Well, he called me as I walked through the door
And I ran down his hallway
And I turned around for more
I said, "No, there is not as much laughter here as there used to be..."
Things have changed...not to speak of you and me...
That was yesterday...
Not to speak of you and me
Now let's talk about faith...
Now let's talk about faith...
No, he doesn't understand...
And he never will
Well, don't treat me like a stranger...
No, don't treat me like a stranger
Don't treat me like a stranger...
That sounds like a song
Don't treat me like a stranger...
Don't treat me like a stranger....
Don't treat me like a stranger
Don't treat me like a stranger...