Weather Report 16

Verse

Sneakers scuff on the corner curb where we first talked in July

Your shirttail out, my hands in pockets, sunburned eyes

Radio crackled through a paper cone of ice cream

We called it summer, not forever but just for the dream

Sixteen and reckless, counting how many more days till August

Pre-Chorus

So what do you call it when the feeling won't leave

Like a forecast that always says stay loose

Every sunset bleeding orange on the highway 2 lanes wide

Something in the air like we already know how this will play out

Chorus

It's just weather, and I'm reporting fair skies tonight

Your hand on my shoulder catching every ray of light

We keep the forecast short but the radar's calling our name again tonight

Hold up, don't chase it, let it come back to us like a storm that breaks in time

Verse

Bike chain rattling by the library steps at 9 AM

Your laugh echoes off the water tower where we threw stones into the wind

I was the one saying forever and you just grinned

Never promised forever, but you promised the sun on your sleeve every spring

Now I'm checking my old weather charts from that year

Every storm cloud had a silver lining so close, it made me cry for more years

Pre-Chorus

So what do you call it when the feeling won't leave

Like a forecast that always says stay loose

Every sunset bleeding orange on the highway 2 lanes wide

Something in the air like we already know how this will play out

Chorus

It's just weather, and I'm reporting fair skies tonight

Your hand on my shoulder catching every ray of light

We keep the forecast short but the radar's calling our name again tonight

Hold up, don't chase it, let it come back to us like a storm that breaks in time

Bridge

Maybe forever was never the word, maybe it's just this feeling, right now, in the moment

Just your eyes and the orange fading behind a hill we're driving over slowly for the first time

Nothing has to mean forever to be worth living through

Sometimes I still turn up the radio to that song we danced under the streetlights once, 3 AM

Chorus

It's just weather, and I'm reporting fair skies tonight

Your hand on my shoulder catching every ray of light

We keep the forecast short but the radar's calling our name again tonight

Hold up, don't chase it, let it come back to us like a storm that breaks in time

Outro

So if you're still watching and feeling it too

I'll be right here at sundown waiting for whatever this becomes