We need a light, to illuminate the darkest winter.
And numb us to the bite, regional or international.
Whether it’s rain, whether it’s shine,
Whether your weather is wet or fine,
It has no reason and it has no rhyme,
But it sounds sublime, sounds sublime…
CHORUS
Weather girl, weather girl,
You’re making my umberella twirl.
Weather girl, weather girl,
You're the best feeling in the world.
This lovely view, this summer’s evening at the seaside,
Without the though of you, it’s just like a wet weekend in Teesside.
Your clouds of virtual reality,
Let the sun shine down on your personality,
There’s a thunder storm creepin’ up on me,
But suddenly, suddenly…
That freezing rain. A traffic jam from Kent to Devon.
But you could melt the pain, make the situation seem like Heaven.
Ozone damage makes the weather vile,
The river Thames is in the Scilly Isles,
But I’m like an over-excited child,
When you smile, when you smile…
