Well the leaves have gone away And the cold is here to stay And the wind picks up and calls my name And the gulls they cough and die And the buses drive on by And they shake my room the way you do And the way that I love you is just like the weather And the snow begins to fall And I lean against it all And it snows for me I don't need me (?) So I stand on the escape And the sky looks at my face And I decide I like just who, just who I am And the way that I love you is just like the weather