The Weatherman

No one's said of me
He's the boulder-breaker
He's a move and shaker
He won't be mistaken
No one's said of me
He's a model person
He won't ever worsen what he's on
It ain't hard to see that I'll be forgotten when I'm gone

I don't know about tomorrow's sorrows
Falling sleet or raining sheets
On borrowed time I'll loan to batten windows
When the wind will blow on, hold on
I don't know how the thunder rolls
I'm not the weatherman
But I'm certain I have everything you'll need

No one's said of me
He don't treat her well or
Go through hell for another smile
On the sofa asleep in the blaze of the TV forecasting storms
And there's a glow from me that's growing warm now, seeps in her form

I don't know about tomorrow's sorrows
Falling sleet or raining sheets
On borrowed time I'll loan to batten windows
When the wind will blow on, hold on
I don't know how the thunder rolls
I'm not the weatherman
But I'm certain I have everything you'll need

And as the long nights come and go
When the lonely dawn can't be seen beneath snow
And on the last night, I'll be home

I don't know about tomorrow's sorrows
Falling sleet or raining sheets
On borrowed time I'll loan to batten windows
When the wind will blow on, hold on
I don't know how the thunder rolls
I don't know why the winter's cold
Honey, I don't know where the daylight goes
I'm not the weatherman
But I'm certain I have everything you'll need