Fine, partly cloudy It's just a game you play You never answer me In any other way I don't need this, Your casual kiss Don't want to talk about the weather It's cold out here Don't turn me away again
Love is just a fantasy It's something that you said You take reality And turn it on its head You're running scared As if somewhere There's someone standing there behind you There's no-one there The shadow is yours It doesn't matter what you say I recognise the message anyway Don't need a weatherman To know it's colder today
Hand on my heart I won't play the part Of your enemy Come down to Earth I'll show you the worth Of this currency And every little thing you said Is running round and round inside my head Don't need a weatherman To know it's colder today
Fine, partly cloudly It's just a game you play You never answer me in any other way And every little thing you said Is running round and round inside my head Don't need a weather man To know it's colder today Don't turn me away It's colder today
Fine, partly cloudy
Compositores: Anna Rose Dore Charmian (Charmian Dore), Barbara Ruth Dickson (Barbara Dickson) ECAD: Obra #17093355