Rice Drewry: Music
60% Chance of Rain
(Rice Drewry)
Rice Drewry / Elizabeth Drewry
Sometimes there is no one particularly at fault when a relationship ends and the spark no longer exists.
They used to talk about the little things
Then they slowly grew apart
He stays faithful and she still wears his ring
There's a cold wind in their hearts
It's growing overcast and dark
Gone are the days of sunny skies
Things ain’t never gonna be the same
Clouds roll in to her eyes
There’s a sixty percent chance of rain
He reads the want ads, her coffee's too cold drink
To warm the chill off the loneliness
She stirs it around then pours it down the kitchen sink
How'd it get to be such a mess
Barometer's falling much too fast
Chorus
Bridge
She grew up and he grew tired, now barely more than friends
Their words have turned to sighs, looks like rain again
Chorus