The Weather

Do you want it to be outside, in the cool night, where the stars gravitate
toward you.
Do you want it to be outside, in the cool night, where the fog wraps itself
around you.
Do you want it to be outside, in the sunshine, where the clouds take their
places for you.
And the wind and snow, and the rain that blows; none of those would matter much
without you.
As long as its talking with you, talk of the weather will do.
Do you want it to be outside, in the cool night where the stars gravitate
toward you.
Do you want it to be outside, in the sunshine where the song keeps itself
inside you.
And the wind and snow, and the rain that blows; none of those would matter much
without you.
Nobody’s hoping for better days;
Noone knows what to do.
You’re okay in your secret place,
Noone bothering you.
It might save time if I meet you there,
but I don’t care, I’d rather wait for you.
When noone’s home and the weather’s fine,
I’d rather wait for you
When noone’s home and the weather’s fine,
I’d rather wait for you.