Written by Bic Runga.
Album Version: found on the album 'Beautiful Collision'.
So I'm listening for the weather to predict the coming day
Leave all thought of expectation to the weatherman
You know it doesn't really matter what it is he has to say
'Cause tomorrow's keep on blowing in from somewhere
All the people that I know, the apartments down below,
busy with their starring roles in their own tragedies
Chorus:
Sunlight sends you on your way
And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday
Never be afraid of change
I'm calling on the phone
I hate to leave you on your own
but I'm coming home today
And this busy inner-city has got nothing much to say
And I'll know how much you're hanging round the letterbox
And I'm sure that as I'm writing you'll be somewhere on your way,
in the supermarket check-out or a restaurant
I've been doing what I'm told, I've been busy growing old
and the days are getting colder - that's alright with me
(Chorus)
I've been doing what I'm told, I've been busy growing old
and the days are getting colder - that's alright with me
Sunlight sends you on your way
And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday
Never be afraid of change
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