Sammy Cahn / Saul Chaplin 



Honestly I'm glad it's snowing

It helps to keep our friends from knowing

When they ask me why I'm sad

It's easy to blame the weather



It's funny how the blinding snow flakes

Are right in time to hide my heartache

Let them ask me why I'm sad

It's easy to blame the weather



When I think of the sun

It scares me

I wonder if I will pass

And springtime, I hear

Is early this year

They'll see through me like glass



I see no reason for this weather

So let me be the first to make up

If a reason must be had

It's easy to blame the weather