Afraid of the house, stay the night with the sinners You must be somewhere in London Afraid of the house 'cause they're desperate to entertain Someone send a runner through the weather that I'm under for the feeling That I lost today Someone send a

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

She found a cowboy And I hear they've settled down somewhere out west Well I guess it's for the best And I can't forget her Here in Del Rio Nothin' seems to change except the weather She goes runnin' through my mind Like that Rio Grande river winds

I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, And it never gave a damn about me. No, it never gave a damn about me. Flying along, singing a song. Will you come with me, or just leave? I know it's mad, but the world were ending, Would you

Baby you fix me I'd be crazy baby, lost forever Blowin' around in stormy weather Like a bunch of dead leaves I'd be a boarded up house on a dead end street Old Chevy on blocks, leakin' gasoline Oh it ain't hard to see Broke down is where I'd be

Either you're going to lose your mind People where the weather suits my clothes Tears rolling all down from my eyes Woman you must be stone down crazy Yes I said baby you must be stone crazy Yes I wanna know how could you treat me so dirty baby You must

I'm a lovesick fuck I want you, come on fuck me, babe Please man, pretty please with a cherry on top, ok? The weather cold The weather so Chill, chilly really penguin feather roll Cause I'm sipping Pro'

Hello, I'm sorry, I lost myself I think I thought you were someone else Should we talk about the weather? (hi, hi, hi) Should we talk about the government? (hi, hi, hi, hi) Hi, hi, hi, hi I think I can remember your name, name Hello, I saw you, I know

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

Let it rain Move along, the weather's changing Won't you take me home and carry me away Winter's gone, the clouds are fading The sun might shine, but still it's not the same A gray sky so comfortable, whisper goodbye But every time I only hear good night