Zach Hood - Weatherman

The other day
Your mood was swinging, thought you needed space
I took a drive and stayed out of the way for you
But one day turned to three
Then three into a week
And I'm starting to think that

You're somewhere in the middle of the black and the white
You're growing non-commital, I can see it your eyes
And I don't know how, and I don't know why
But my eyes they rain, got a cloudy mind

Sound the alarm
The weather man is screaming
There's a storm
It's coming, I can feel it
The trees are barely moving
And the birds are hardly singing
The leaves have left the branches
Now I know you're really leaving

The other day
I'll admit that I was out of place
But I just think you went and blew it way out of proportion
Lost sight of what's important
You couldn't find a reason to escape, and so you forced it

You're somewhere in the middle of the black and the white
You're growing non-commital, I can see it your eyes
And I don't know how, and I don't know why
But my eyes they rain, got a cloudy mind

Sound the alarm
The weather man is screaming
There's a storm
It's coming, I can feel it
The trees are barely moving
And the birds are hardly singing
The leaves have left the branches
Now I know you're really leaving

Sound the alarm
The weather man is screaming
There's a storm
It's coming, I can feel it
The trees are barely moving
And the birds are hardly singing
The leaves have left the branches
Now I know you're really leaving

You're really leaving
You're leaving

Written by:
Zach Hood, Jordyn Dodd, Jayden Seeley

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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