There is something in the weather coming
It's the spring time floating on, upon the city I won't blow it but (won't blow it but)
I will leave this town by the weekend if you
Buy me a ticket out to save my money for the dark days, honey, for the dark

I will travel through the seas until the summer voices 
Of the fire noises of the burning witches call me home
I will find the strength to give up all the things I'm made up 
Of the things I'm made up of the leaves are tied up on my arms

And I miss the confort in being trusted by the king and the princess
The king and the princess
The king and the princess
The king and the princess
The lights and the flashes
...................

I might float for a second through the shadows of my reason
For my own, my own children on the rainbow above the ocean
I might float for a second through the shadows of my reason
For my own, my own children on the rainbow above the ocean
(There is something in the weather coming.
It's the spring time floating on upon the city..)
I might float for a second through the shadows of my reason
For my own, my own children on the rainbow above the ocean