(Mason, Thomas)





I woke up with rocks in my head



As I pulled on my shoes with my feet still in bed



Ooh, it was a lost weekend



Got to the table screaming, "Never again!"



And I was cursing my terrible luck



There was a hole in my shoe, I was late for the bus



Ooh, she was running for the stop



Got there together and the clouds opened up





There's a change in the weather



Better share an umbrella, there's a storm in the air



Change in the weather



We could stand in the doorway or run for the stairs



Ooh, feel a change for the better now





So I gave her my last cigarette



And we passed it between us with the paper getting wet



Ooh, there was a laugh in her eyes



Made it hard to consider goodbye



An it felt like a movie to me



As I came on like Bogart in a grey gabardine



I made a friend in the rain



I heard the song and said, "Play it again..."