The Church - The Weather Lyrics

Baby Baxter
Baby Baxter

Back in December
I was still your boy
New Year's Eve, I believe
That was joy

It came and went
Quickly spent
I'll fight off the wolves, honey
If you pay the rent

You'll keep me dry
You'll wanna lie about the weather
You keep me warm
Every time we are together

I said to St. Christopher
As I hit the road
You better cool down
Or this fool will implode

Come and gone
Just like a song
I give you everything
If you sing along

Into your room
Like a bridegroom
The weather

Into your hands
Upon these lands, the rain

I got a life
In every damn dimension
I play my parts
To numerous to mention

I came and saw
Who wants more
I rob from the rich and you give to the poor

You fall and grow
You come and go
The weather

I hear a voice
Only you would know

I hear a voice
Only you would know

I hear a voice
Only you would know

I hear a voice
Only you would know