
When it rains on your parade and your silver lining
fades
You'll be knocking on a stranger's door
Trying to find some peace of mind
But no one's home, you're all alone
The paintings on your wall are old and rare
Impress 'em with your style, I don't care
'Cause I have seen and heard your other side
The one that pretty pictures cannot hide
How will you come around, the day it all crumbles down
When it rains on your parade and your silver lining
fades
You'll be knocking on a stranger's door
Trying to find some peace of mind
But no one's home, you're all alone
When it rains on your parade and your silver lining
fades
You'll be knocking on a stranger's door
Trying to find some peace of mind
But no one's home, you're all alone
All alone, you'll be all alone, you're all alone
All alone, you'll be all alone
Words and Music by Jack Weston
© 1997