November 13, 1986

Nothing is ever fair, baby
You know that
Nothing is ever quite the way you planned
But the rain
will not stay
And the heartache will soon go away

Hurt has followed you, baby
You know that
Nothing seems quite as painful as his good-bye
But the clouds
will not stay
And the misery will soon fade away

Mornings arrive where its hard to be alive
You know that
Nothing hurts quite like the morning blues
But the ache
will not stay
And corruption soon dissipates

You know the game that's played
You realize the heartache can't stay
It must fade away
But never when you planned

Let down is always going to be around, baby
You know that
High flying minds must sometimes come down
But the rain
will not stay
And the agony fades away

Yes, the rain will not stay
And the misery will fade away
The tears will fall and spray
But never when you planned

Nothing is ever really fair, baby
You know that
Nothing is ever quite the way you planned
But the storm moves away
And the love moves into stay
Just as you planned