Whatever the Weather
Well it's cold and it's windyAnd the snowflakes are heavy like a dead man bodyWhatever the weather I got you under my skinBut now it's time for me to climb the top of the hill againAnd spit all your feathersBirdie lady, spit all your body
I can't believe I can't stand to believeYou know I can even thinkOh I can't believe I can't stand to believeYou know I can't even thinkAbout the idea of losing you again
Well it's cold and windyAnd the snowflakes are heavy like a dead man bodyI can't even think about the idea of losing you again
Whatever the weather I got you under my skin