Pretty, if the sun won't shine 

I'll be coming up to meet you, I'll be there to make you mine 

Pretty, if the rain will pour 

I'll be knocking at your window I'll be begging you for more 



It's as if you've come along too soon 

And I'm trying to fit you in but I can't seem to find the room 

Cutie, if it all falls through 

We can piece it back together, I can learn to trust you too 



* You're just, too good, to lose and I can't refuse 

So don't make me choose between the two 

I'm better in here in my atmosphere 

Don't you know who you are you're my shooting star 



Pretty, teach me wrong from right 

Cos in life there are no answers and in life there is no right 

Pretty, if the sun won't shine 

now you've come this far to meet me and I know, I know you're mine 



[Repeat *]