Hope Tomorrow

Where we live spring comes early Trees in bloom when the northern country Is covered in snow [Chorus] A windy fitful day in winter Charging toward the Ides of May The climate now is cling to splinters We hold hands while we work and play And hope tomorrow is a sunny day Where we live men are women Women are teenage boys And everyone wants to look like them, But be like men [Chorus] Rubens would have loved you And painted you that way With your pen and paper, Paying quiet attention to a lady with a plastic face So thin, so thin she might blow away And a windy fitful day in winter Charging toward the Ides of May The climate now is cling to splinters We hold hands while we work and play [Chorus] --- Hope Tomorrow - The Weepies