(Mason, Thomas)


I woke up with rocks in my head

As I pulled on my shoes with my feet still in bed

Ooh, it was a lost weekend

Got to the table screaming, "Never again!"

And I was cursing my terrible luck

There was a hole in my shoe, I was late for the bus

Ooh, she was running for the stop

Got there together and the clouds opened up


There's a change in the weather

Better share an umbrella, there's a storm in the air

Change in the weather

We could stand in the doorway or run for the stairs

Ooh, feel a change for the better now


So I gave her my last cigarette

And we passed it between us with the paper getting wet

Ooh, there was a laugh in her eyes

Made it hard to consider goodbye

An it felt like a movie to me

As I came on like Bogart in a grey gabardine

I made a friend in the rain

I heard the song and said, "Play it again..."