Weather’s Fine

Tom Werring

[Verse 1]
Open the mail, a holiday sale is starting today
The old coffee cups are filling with stuff that's turning your insides dry
Even a lie or comforting smile won't bury the weight
The bird in the bay is dead anyway, you never say what you think

[Verse 2]
Old maître d', she sat next to me and told me a joke
You'll always believe you'll land on your knees when marriage is on the line
Took it in stride and headed inside to finish the plate
But appetite's gone, I'll carry along to finish another day

[Chorus]
I'm so scared I'll die if I fall asleep while I drive
So I'll fly to where the weather's fine
Or pack it in early
I'm so scared I'll die if I fall asleep while I drive
So I'll fly to where the weather's fine
Or pack it in early

[Instrumental Break]

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