Woorden: Built To Spill. Ancient Melodies Of The Future. The Weather.

Do you want it to be outside the cool night the stars gravitate toward you
do you want it to be outside the cool night with the fog wraps itself around you
do you want it to be outside the sunshine
where the clouds take their places for you
and the wind and snow and the rain that blows
none of those would matter much without you
and as long as its talking with you, talk of the weather will do
do you want it to be outside in the cool night with the stars gravitate toward you
do you want it to be outside in the sunshine
where the song keeps itself inside you
and the wind and snow and the rain that blows
none of those would matter much without you
nobodys hoping for better days
noone knows what to do
youre ok in your secret ways
noone bothering you
might save time if i meet you there
but i dont care, id rather wait for you
and noones fine and the weathers fine
id rather wait for you
and noones home and the weathers fine
id rather wait for you