Jason Mraz - Forecast
Well I heard that it might be raining
bed sheets and lover's words
Let's throw out the hotel comforter
and hang the 'do not disturb'
Sign me up for the storm
I'll wear my suit for the shower
Cause I'll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hour
And when the darkness falls under your hair,
there I'll be
And crazy is the forecast all week
Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch,
delicate like a snowflake
Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste,
I can taste you all over my face
And everyone might find it foolish
to not be counting on the sun
But your mouth is my umbrella now
Because I'm holding your tongue
And if them rains should fall for sure with you I'll be
And crazy is the forecast all week
There's a good chance in hell
Like cats and dogs we'll be flying
And I'm no weatherma