Текст: Sheryl Crow. C'Mon, C'Mon. Weather Channel.

Sunny morning
You can hear it, siren's warning
There is weather on, both sides
An' I know it's coming

Ah just like before
There's a black dog, scratches my door
He's been growlin' my name sayin'
"You better get to running"

Can you make it, better for me?
Can you make me see the light of day?
Because I got no one
Who will bring me a big umbrella
So I'm watching the weather channel
An' waiting for the storm

It's just sugar
Just a pill to make me happy
I know it may not fix the hinges
But at least the door has stopped it's creaking

I got friends they're waiting for me
To comb out my hair
Come outside and join the human race
But I don't feel so human

Can you make it better for me?
Can you make me see the light of day?
'Cause, I got lab coats
Who will bring me a panacea
While I'm watching the weather channel
An', an' waiting for the storm

You won't want me
Hangin' 'round the birthday pony
Even though it's just a game
You know we are the same
You're the better faker