One day our laughter comes flowing with the rain.
And on the very next day, our sorrow sees us crying again,
But darling: you can discover the lover in me;
I can discover the lover in thee.
Together we can roll and tumble until the cows come home.
Sometimes our story's just too beautiful to tell,
Like the bells on a Sunday, blues on a Monday, go together well.
But darling: you can discover the lover in me,
I can discover the lover in thee.
Together we can rock and roll until the cows come home.
Sometimes, some kind of sadness shows upon your face.
Sometimes, some kind of madness tries to take my place.
But darling: you can discover the lover in me,
And I can discover the lover in thee.
Together we can rock and roll until the cows come home.
One day our laughter comes flowing with the rain,
And on the very next day our laughter sees us - crying again.
But darling: you can discover the lover in me,
And I can discover the lover in thee.
I can discover the lover in thee,
You can discover the lover in me.
Together we can rock and roll until the cows come home.