Whatever the Weather - UHF

Well it’s cold and it’s windy

And the snowflakes are heavy like a dead man body

Whatever the weather I got you under my skin

But now it’s time for me to climb the top of the hill again

And spit all your feathers

Birdie lady, spit all your body

I can’t believe I can’t stand to believe

You know I can even think

Oh I can’t believe I can’t stand to believe

You know I can’t even think

About the idea of losing you again

Well it’s cold and windy

And the snowflakes are heavy like a dead man body

I can’t even think about the idea of losing you again

Whatever the weather I got you under my skin