Forecast

Based on stars, based on signs I'm not best for your story line Nor you for mine You're stubborn, so am I It's harder to surrender than to fight Admit I'm right I just need some time to clear my head Not sure if we made love or a mess Either way I'd like to try again Two months pass, no word yet And you're starting to get questioned by your friends So you pretend Dead of night, almost three Neither of us are good with apologies At least we agree Turn me down just to say you did And go report back to all of your friends I can tell you'd rather let me in I've been waiting on a forecast That calls for a cloudy day Just to call and say I forgot something at your place Then use the rain as my excuse to stay Let's be naive in order to receive Love that we swear is there When I say a little while I don't mean a little while But let's stay a little while