You know I don't control the weather
But I can pray that the moon will rise
And maybe somehow make it all better for a while
Maybe we could write God a letter
Or we could cast our gaze into sky
And ask if he would pull the lever
That makes it all right, right
Your family said, "Boy, leave, go learn to be a man!"
And you saw the world by night from the back seat of a van, yeah
Then you made a life by the sea writing poetry
A way to make a living of which you never coulda dream
You know I don't control the weather
But I can wish for the sun to arrive
And everything will slowly get better in time, time
You got your wish, you got out
Your dream were mostly made
To see the world by night
From the window of a plane, plane
Found someone to love you
You did your best to love her back, hey
Back home where you're from
That's the measure of man, hey
No, I don't control the weather
No, I don't control the weather
No, I don't control the weather
