talkin about the good times talkin about the good times talkin about the good times talkin about the good times she had sun in her face her lips kiss the sun arrest the sun fields of light we found the place she had sun in her eyes the clouds crossed the sun without the sun the evening shadows in her eyes takin about the good times she had breaded her hair the grass jumped through the rain reach to the rain tears of mystic rain in the air she had tears in her eyes the skies turned to gray melt away shining streaks in rain that day talkin about the good times good times 