Stephen Speaks - Weather Lyrics

August afternoon and the air's aflame softly on the breeze
Thought I heard your name this morning I'd have thought
But these clouds have ways of playing games clouds appear
And clouds roll by that it looked like rain fall in love
I just might whether you are weather like but if you stay within my sight
Yesterday you touched me and I felt the flame but now the spark's gone out this morning
I'd have thought and it's cold again oh of playing games that it looked like rain
But you've got your ways