Jason Mraz - Forecast



Well I heard that it might be raining

bed sheets and lover's words

Let's throw out the hotel comforter

and hang the 'do not disturb'

Sign me up for the storm

I'll wear my suit for the shower

Cause I'll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hour



And when the darkness falls under your hair,

there I'll be

And crazy is the forecast all week



Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch,

delicate like a snowflake

Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste,

I can taste you all over my face

And everyone might find it foolish

to not be counting on the sun

But your mouth is my umbrella now

Because I'm holding your tongue



And if them rains should fall for sure with you I'll be

And crazy is the forecast all week



There's a good chance in hell

Like cats and dogs we'll be flying

And I'm no weatherma