Just because you are the sunshine
Please, don’t run and hide
Just because I am a little touch on the rainy side.

Karen, all you wish, well I wish you’d find in me
A feather on your breast, Karen, that’s what I will be
And all that I will ask is a bagatelle for me
Just open wide your loving heart, so that I may see.

Your laughter when you’re glad
Your sadness when you’re blue
And any little pleasure, Karen, I may bring to you.

And just because you are the sunshine
Please, don’t run and hide
Just because I am a little touch on the rainy side.

Tell me what you want, anything at all
I’m at your service, Lady Karen, at your beck and call
And all that I will ask is a bagatelle for me
Just open wide your loving heart, so that I may see.

Your laughter when you’re glad
Your sadness when you’re blue
And any little pleasure, Karen, I may bring to you.

And just because you are the sunshine
Please, don’t run and hide
Just because I am a little touch on the rainy side.

Just because you are the sunshine
Please, don’t run and hide
Just because I am a little touch on the rainy side.

Just because you are the sunshine
Please, don’t run and hide
Just because I am a little touch on the rainy side.

I was looking for an email last night, and I didn’t find it . . . but I did find an old email from ten years ago asking an old friend if she could find a song that I loved when I heard it on an album that she used to play when Karen and I would play Trivial Pursuits at her house with her and her husband who were and still are two of the best friends we’ve ever had, all of which led me to listen last night to this beloved love song once again that I haven’t heard in over a decade that I first heard thirty years ago in the halcyon days of all of our long lost youths.

Can I tell you that when I sing this song in my heart like I did when I awoke this morning I change the lover’s name from “Leslie” to “Karen” like I did herein . . . and the song becomes perfect.