Weather man,
Up in the sky,
Do you float or do you fly?
Gold and grey - you look so strong,
Mighty,
But never there for long.

Weather man,
Towering tall,
A countenance to rule us all,
A slice of hope, a glimmer of heaven,
Angels inside,
Won’t you let down a rope?

Weather man,
In your bed of blue,
May I climb up and be with you?
Wish I could steal a little thunder,
And get out from under,
The might of your hand.

Weather man,
Do you cry?
Silver teardrops tumble by,
Bless us now with one more kiss,
Then strike me down,
As you turn the skies around.

Goodnight y’all - I’m leaving,
Got to dance til the morning light,
Old midnight come a teasing,
And we always been tight,
She make time stand still,
Drinking whiskey,
Like the fool on the hill,
Goodnight y’all - I’m leaving,
I’m leaving -
Goodnight.

Goodnight y’all - I’m leaving,
Put that laughter on my tab,
Bartender, please remember,
The good times that we had,
Oh there’s a rhythm in the air,
Full of wisdom,
And a little devil may care,
Goodnight y’all - I’m leaving,
I’m leaving -
Goodnight.

Well there’s a rhythm in the air,
Full of wisdom,
And a little devil may care,
Goodnight y’all - I’m leaving,
Yeah goodnight y’all - I’m leaving,
Mmm goodnight y’all - I’m leaving,
I’m leaving -
Goodnight.

There I go,
Saying no,
When I wish I could stay,
Why so slow?
Guess I know,
That it's going that way,
With so many boys and girls to keep me company,
I may play til break of day,
But one thing I still see.

That sweet smile,
All the while,
Hasn’t faded a touch,
And that laugh,
Somewhat daft,
Is still never too much.

Anyway,
I always say,
At the end of the day,
It’s time to get pretty in pink,
Before we put it to bed,
Let’s have another drink.

I’ve seen shots and I’ve seen stars,
And I’ve seen hurricanes,
But despite these dizzy heights,
One thing remains the same.

That sweet smile,
All the while,
Hasn’t faded a touch,
And that laugh,
Somewhat daft,
Is still never too much.

Anyway,
I always say,
At the end of the day,
It’s time to get pretty in pink,
Before we put it to bed,
Let’s have another,
Oh honey -
How about another?
Put it to bed,
Let’s have another drink.

I remember,
The afternoons of make believe and
Music,
Oh how we’d sing and shout!
And I’m wondering,
How long before we’ll all be leaving,
Every time that I’m in your house.

I can hear it,
The symphony of pots and pans and
Father,
As quiet as a mouse,
Please forgive me,
The way that I still clitter clatter,
Every time that I’m in your house.

Guess it’s only,
Another four walls and a staircase,
I know,
It’s time that I got out,
But Mother,
Your voice is in the walls of this place,
Every time that I’m in your house.

I get lost,
On Memory Lane,
That old street,
Always the same,
Every time I’m passing by the place is ageing,
But it takes me back -
In time I travel,
Down that road my mind unravels,
Til I am lost,
On Memory Lane,
Finding myself again.

Too many journeys to remember,
Déjà vu is nothing new,
It could be summer or December,
Though I know where I am,
Guess I never looked hard,
At the back of my hand.

That’s why I’m lost,
On Memory Lane,
Trying to ignite,
Some old flame,
Every time I’m passing by the place keeps ageing,
Oh, but it takes me back -
In time I travel,
Down that road my mind unravels,
Til I am lost,
On Memory Lane,
Just finding myself,
Yeah I’m just finding myself,
I don’t need nobody else,
Gonna go find myself,
Find myself on Memory Lane.

First light in Mendoza,
I felt a little closer,
When I called you on a telephone card,
I was danced off my feet,
I had nowhere to sleep,
The pisco had left me off guard.

And the tears fell like rain,
Rolling across the plain,
Wind calling your name,
In the Plaza Independencia,
At the sunrise you were there,
In the breeze I swear,
I could see your hair,
Floating across the square.

I was lost with the lingo,
Well, call me a gringo,
Sin encanto por señoritas,
The quiet of dawn,
Had me feeling forlorn,
Somewhere they were playing guitars.

And the tears fell like rain,
Rolling across the plain,
Wind calling your name,
In the Plaza Independencia,
At the sunrise you were there,
In the breeze I swear,
I could see your hair,
Floating across the square.