Well the leaves have gone away

And the cold is here to stay

And the wind picks up and calls my name



And the gulls they cough and die

And the buses drive on by

And they shake my room the way you do



And the way that I love you is just like the weather



And the snow begins to fall

And I lean against it all

And it snows for me I don't need me (?)



So I stand on the escape

And the sky looks at my face

And I decide I like just who, just who I am



And the way that I love you is just like the weather