The Weather Report

Words fly south

When there is winter coming out of your mouth

Guess I need to put an overcoat on to speak to you

Because I've caught a chill from the weather between us

When it used to be so warm

I was the house you kept your heart in

Upstairs on the second floor

underneath the bed we used so often

I can still hear the noise we'd make

When we were at play

with your heart pitter pattering away

There it was safe from harm

Until you kicked me out then set the alarm

You left me out in the storm

Yearning to be let back in

But you're still not warm