We were talking together, I said "what's up with this weather?"
Don't know whether or not how sad I just got
Was of my own volition or if I'm just missing the sun
And tomorrow, I know, will be rainy at best
And the forecast, I know, is that I'll be depressed
But I'll wait outside hoping that I'll catch sight of the sun
Because on and off the clouds have fought
for control over the sky
And lately the weather has been so bipolar
And Consequently so have I
And now I'm sunny with a high of 75
Since you took my heavy heart and made it light
And it's funny how you find you enjoy your life
When you're happy to be alive
And the temperature is freezing
And then, after dark,
There is a cold front sweeping in over my heart
And we might break up
If I don't wake up to the sun
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