Whatever The Weather

Well it's cold and it's windy And the snowflakes are heavy like a dead man body Whatever the weather I got you under my skin But now it's time for me to climb the top of the hill again And spit all your feathers Birdie lady, spit all your body I can't believe I can't stand to believe You know I can even think Oh I can't believe I can't stand to believe You know I can't even think About the idea of losing you again Well it's cold and windy And the snowflakes are heavy like a dead man body I can't even think about the idea of losing you again Whatever the weather I got you under my skin --- Whatever the Weather - Dionysos