Whatever The Weather

Well it's cold and it's windy

And the snowflakes are heavy like a dead man body

Whatever the weather I got you under my skin

But now it's time for me to climb the top of the hill again

And spit all your feathers

Birdie lady, spit all your body



I can't believe I can't stand to believe

You know I can even think

Oh I can't believe I can't stand to believe

You know I can't even think

About the idea of losing you again



Well it's cold and windy

And the snowflakes are heavy like a dead man body

I can't even think about the idea of losing you again



Whatever the weather I got you under my skin



(Merci à Estelle pour cettes paroles)