Forecast 42 Lyrics

Gather round
Listen to my story
A ride I thought I'd left far behind
Some broken falls
In a memory box
Waits to be cashed in
Waiting for my stocks to rise
Still with the idea
That you'd be mine
Some other time

Tap on the gla*s
And watch the roller coaster
Little screams heard from tiny
You and I
Race me around the playground
Til I catch you
Ready for the next go round
On your mark

A weatherman
Coming or going
Predicting sunny skies
You give me stormy
Whether you are wrong or right
You are always crowned
And I'm left back at the playground

I left my stamp to beacon you
I thought that seeing you would
Would be a forecast made for two

The weatherman
Always watching
Predicting stormy skies
You give me rainbow
Wether you are here or there
You're always around
And you're running from the playground

I left my stamp to beacon you
I thought that seeing you would
Would be a forecast made for two
I think I'm on to you
I'm building this forcast made for two

Fooled again
Taken by surprise
A ride that I'd left
Trailing in time
I've been taught well
To sit and stay
And now i'm begging to run away
Get set

The weatherman
A strict position
For taking my hand
And then casting his fortune
If I watch once more
Will I weather the storm
Or will I swing
Back to my playground

I left my stamp to beacon you
I thought that seeing you would
Would be a forcast made for two
I think I'm on to you
I'm building this forcast
Building this forcast
Building this forcast made for two

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