Hey, doctor, doctor!
Could you tell me what's wrong?
I know you're very busy, so I won't make this too long!

I got a question about the rain
The fog that just won't go away
And something quite absurd
That I just learned the other day

I asked my friend a simple question 'bout the rain
But then they all went quiet and looked at me in a funny way
They asked me what I meant
So I described the time I spent
Avoiding all the puddles
Though I still got wet

They said that morning had been a sunny day
I asked the folks around us and they all said the same
I sat confused, in my wet socks and shoes
I shrugged and said that's right!
The sky wasn't gray, it was blue!

But doctor, doctor
It's been so very long
Since I've last seen the Sun
It seems they must just all be wrong
Unless it's me who's been confused
Then why've my blue skies been refused
And hidden from me by my rainy days?