This morning it was Summer, by noon a cold front building: where did you go? Where
did you go? I’ve got to find some shelter cos any minute now it’s gonna blow. It’s gonna
blow. But I don’t mind the rain so strike me once again: I’ve got nothing to lose.
* * *And it looks like we’re in for stormy weather with death & destruction coming
through. Oh, look out there she blows - now everybody knows: Stormy weather always
makes me think of you.(REPEAT * * *) And watch out cos the storm is coming
through.(2X)