Guy Lombardo It Looks Like Rain In Cherry Blossom Lane
It looks like rain in Cherry Blossom Lane
The sunshine of your smile's no longer there
It looks like rain in Cherry Blossom Lane
Your golden voice no longer fills the air
The rippling notes have left the old mill stream
There's nothing left for me but just a dream
There'd be no rain in Cherry Blossom Lane
If you were there to tell me that you care
