Lyrics Listening For The Weather

So I'm listening for he weather to predict the coming day. Leave all thoughts of expectation to the weather man. You know it does'nt really matter what it is he has to say,cuase tomorrows keep on blowing in from somewhere.
All the people that I know. The apartments doown below. Busy with their star and rose and their own tragedy.
Sun light sends you on your way. And those restless thoughts that clear to yesterday. Never be afraid of change. I'm calling on the phone. I hate to leave you on your own,but I'm coming home today. Yes 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 the supermarket check-out or the restaruant.
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. An those restless thoughts that clear to yesterday. Never be afraid of change. I'm calling on the phone. I hate to leave you on your own,but I'm coming home today. Yes,I'm coming home today. (insrumental break)
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 clear to yesterday. Never be afrain of change.