Weather

I'm such a common sense

Would you grab my hand and dance

To the nowhere?

I smell a single chance

And giving it up

At the first eye glance

I'm not ready for my senses

I'm living down there inside

An old-fashioned romance

Alone dancing, your spinning dress forever

Alone dancing me and my sweater

With the first letter of my name

I miss the winter cold, my home, my mom

Whatever

You'll miss me too anyway

Despite the weather

Be it warm, be it cold

I am your single one

Your ego

Your mirror

Your soul

Your goal

Your ego

Your mirror

Your soul

Your goal

You're sold out, sympathy

You're lacking empathy

Please understand me

Please understand me

You're sold out, sympathy

You're lacking empathy

Please understand me

Please understand me

I miss my home!

I miss my mirror

You're `"Ms. I'm gone"

I'm "Mr. weirdo"

And I miss you home

Craziness doesn't mean a thing anymore

I miss it, oh

It's a empty feeling

For an empty heart!

Emphasize:

Surely an empty heart!

Synthethize:

An empty love wreck!

(Call me home, ayway...)