You are out of sight, but you're not out of mind
I am out of everything, this much I have divined
You're not all that far away
Still and all you are away
I've got a lot to say
There's nothing not to say anymore

Listen my dear, this says it all--
the weather is here, wish you were beautiful

Here's one more invitation that I must extend to one more
disengagement party that you won't attend,
though you may spend some time coming back again sometime,
cause every time you miss the boat you try to kiss the boat one
more time

You're cold and unclear, that's true to form--
the weather is here, wish you were warm

You'll soon have other hearts to leave a stain on,
more parades to rain on

It's hopeless I guess I'm hopeless now, too:
things to express, but no way how to
To whom this may concern: I'm a message you won't return
You're a lesson that I may never learn But never fear,
let this suffice-- the weather is here, wish you were nice

The weather is here, wish you were beautiful