The Forecast

Well I heard that it might be raining Bed sheets and lovers words Let's throw out the hotel comforter And hang the do not disturb Sign me up for storm, I'll wear my suit For the shower, cause ill have you To keep me warm in the coldest hour And when the darkness falls under your head There I'll be, and crazy is the forecast all week Well every kiss every hug it's so light on the touch Delicate like a snowflake I can taste, I can taste, I can taste, I can taste You all over my face, and everyone might find me foolish To not be counting on the sun, but your mouth is my umbrella now And I'm holding your tongue And if the rain should fall for sure with you I'll be And crazy is the forecast all week And there's a good chance in hell Like cats and dogs will by flying And I'm no weather man But you are lightning, striking La la La Here comes the sun and the rain All in once, how we sing In the midst of the morning pull up a blanket of a cloud And wait for the warning of another come down Because... The water is healthy for the roses in your cheeks My well holds plenty for penny wishing in your deep end When the lights go out, no doubt with you ill be And crazy is the forecast all week And if the rain should fall for sure with you ill be Because crazy is the forecast, all week long Crazy is the forecast