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