Fine Partly Cloudy - Barbara Dickson

Fine, partly cloudy

It’s just a game you play

You never answer me

In any other way

I don’t need this

Your casual kiss

Don’t want to talk about the weather

It’s cold out here

Don’t turn me away again

Love is just a fantasy

It’s something that you said

You take reality

And turn it on its head

You’re running scared

As if somewhere

There’s someone standing there behind you

There’s no-one there

The shadow is yours

It doesn’t matter what you say

I recognise the message anyway

Don’t need a weatherman

To know it’s colder today

Hand on my heart

I won’t play the part

Of your enemy

Come down to Earth

I’ll show you the worth

Of this currency

And every little thing you said

Is running round and round inside my head

Don’t need a weatherman

To know it’s colder today

Fine, partly cloudly

It’s just a game you play

You never answer me in any other way

And every little thing you said

Is running round and round inside my head

Don’t need a weather man

To know it’s colder today

Don’t turn me away

It’s colder today

Fine, partly cloudy