Listening for the Weather (Single Version)

Listening for the Weather - Bic Runga
So I'm listening for the weather
To predict the coming day
Leave all thought of
Expectation to the weather man
No it doesn't really matter
What it is he has to say
'Cause tomorrows keep on
Blowing in from somewhere
All the people that I know in
The apartments down below
Busy with their starring
Roles in their own tragedies
Sunlight sends you on your way
And those restless thoughts
That cling to yesterday
Never be afraid of change
I'll call you on the phone
I hate to leave you on your own
But I'm coming home today
And this busy inner city
Has got nothing much to say
And I know how much you're
Hanging round the letterbox
And I'm sure that as I'm writing
You'll be somewhere on your way
In a supermarket checkout or the restaurant
I've been doing what I'm told
I've been busy growing old
And the days are getting
Cold but that's alright with me
Sunlight sends you on your way
And those restless thoughts
That cling to yesterday
Never be afraid of change
I'll call you on the phone
I hate to leave you on your own
But I'm coming home today
Yes I'm coming home today
I've been doing what I'm told
I've been busy growing old
And the days are getting
Cold but that's alright with me
Sunlight sends you on your way
And those restless thoughts
That cling to yesterday
Never be afraid of change