Todd Clouser: Music
I think we ought to talk about the weather
(Todd Clouser)
2007-12-03
I think we ought to talk about the weather
And keeping our heads above the ground
I cant do any better
Than to watch the wine hit the lips of your mouth
In the night there is no meaning
Just memories to drown away
Don’t tell me about other lovers
Let me be the only one today
I had a hometown
Had me all turned around
This city it wont keep me
But tonight I only want to think of you
So tell me about the weather
And where you bought your brand new dress
Don’t bother taking pictures
I know they wont last, and I know best
And walk me in the moonshine
Where my footsteps have never been
And never take me back to Texas
Or whatever town that is
Hand me a bottle of something strong
Save your roses for a love song
There’s nothing I can promise to
But tonight I only of you
This old hotel is breaking down
I feel quite right at home
The parking lots are filled with cars
Been here decades long
So tell me about the weather
Doo doo do doo do