When The Sun Shines Songtext
von Tim Arnold

I′m on the set of an unmade movie with Mary Gertrude Toovey
It's on her tomb, she died in 1928.
Every day I take her lilies all the way from Piccadilly
But now they call me to move her to another grave.

Don′t leave me, I don't want to let you go
Don't leave me, I don′t want to let you go
Don′t leave me, I don't want to let you go

I took a photograph to capture time.
When I saw the epitaph it made me cry. It read:

"Nothing really matters when the sun shines"


I miss telling her stories and the way she would ignore me
A captive audience that always understood

And one day I took a train with a plastic bag full of her remains
I took ′em to her great grandson in Boreham Wood

Don't leave me, I don′t want to let you go
Don't leave me, I don′t want to let you go
Don't leave me, I don't want to let you go

And when he took her in, he spoke seven words
The greatest thing I′d ever heard He said:

"Nothing really matters when the sun shines"

Don′t leave me, I don't want to let you go
Don′t leave me, I don't want to let you go
Don′t leave me, I don't want to let you go


"Nothing really matters when the sun shines"