Strange Weather

She'll take you back,

Don't make believe

You wanna think it through.

I've loved before,

I love again,

I know that yours was true!

Wake up slowly, there are blue skies

Cutting white lines in black matter!

I see them shining through your drunken eyes,

Carving silver is strange weather.

I'll meet a man,

We'll make a home

And travel to the deep

Of further lines,

While hidden dreams

The broken hearted keeps.

Wake up slowly, there are blue skies

Cutting white lines in black matter!

I see them shining through your drunken eyes,

Carving silver is strange weather.

She'll take you back,

Don't make believe

You wanna think it through!

I've loved before,

I'll love again,

I know that yours was true!

Wake up slowly, there are blue skies

Cutting white lines in black matter!

I see them shining through your drunken eyes,

They only want me in strange weather!

In a small room, on a naked floor,

With the blinded heart of black matter

I could hear you through the front door

Carving silver is strange weather.