All the Weather - The Innocence Mission

Now I want the sun,

To swing my feet, Washington Harbor.

Dogs may come around

And they won’t care that I’m a stranger.

Oh, it’s over.

Oh, it’s over, all the weather

Is gone.

First I let you down,

And then the streets were in a downpour

Onto everything inside the state of Maryland.

And listen,

Oh, it’s over,

All the weather is gone.