Hot and cold, wet and dry
Weather changes and seasons go by
It never stays, whatever you try
Each one paints a different sky
Some colors we love others we hate
Got to brave them all at any rate
There will be rain, there will be thunder
Staying inside though is the real blunder
You can hide in a burrow or peek through a window
The real fun is outside, come high or low
The trusty umbrella, favorite jacket and the sunny hat
They hold you back from running flat
They do protect you, help you travel miles
But just for fun, throw them away once a while
We cant always wait for the weather to clear
At some point we need to face our fear
We crave postcards with the picture perfect frame
But the picture without us, is still pretty lame
Weather changes and seasons go by
It never stays, whatever you try
Each one paints a different sky
Some colors we love others we hate
Got to brave them all at any rate
There will be rain, there will be thunder
Staying inside though is the real blunder
You can hide in a burrow or peek through a window
The real fun is outside, come high or low
The trusty umbrella, favorite jacket and the sunny hat
They hold you back from running flat
They do protect you, help you travel miles
But just for fun, throw them away once a while
We cant always wait for the weather to clear
At some point we need to face our fear
We crave postcards with the picture perfect frame
But the picture without us, is still pretty lame