Listening For The Weather
Bic Runga
So I'm listening for the weather to predict the coming day Leave all thought of expectation to the weather man No it doesn't really matter what it is he has to say 'Cause tomorrows keep on blowing in from somewhere All the people that I know in the apartments down below Busy with their starring roles in their own tragedies Sunlight sends you on your way And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday Never be afraid of change I'll call you on the phone I hate to leave you on your own But I'm coming home today And this busy inner city Has got nothing much to say And I know how much you're hanging round the letterbox And I'm sure that as I'm writing You'll be somewhere on your way In a supermarket checkout or the restaurant I've been doing what I'm told I've been busy growing old And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me Sunlight sends you on your way And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday Never be afraid of change I'll call you on the phone I hate to leave you on your own But I'm coming home today Yes I'm coming home today I've been doing what I'm told I've been busy growing old And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me Sunlight sends you on your way And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday Never be afraid of changechilled Favourites female vocalist happy Kiwi Monday pop singer-songwriter
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