it's bad weather day, darling.

there's a storm in my heart today.

the clouds are raining down bitterly,

spilling all my worries and doubts,

dirtying the walls of my heart.

the lightning shows up once in a while

and blocks the air into my lungs.

the thunder is cackling as my heart

is flooded, for it's bad weather, dear.

i see boys sail paper boats in my puddles

and i pour down some more tears,

for my hands are tied to the cuffs of heartbreak

and i cannot make those paper boats.

look, how all are running away from the storm.

the streets are empty now, the mothers have

pulled away the boys sailing paper boats.

no one's here to face my storm, dear.

it's a bad weather day, darling

and you better stay at home.