Listening for the weather

Intro: Verse So I'm listening for the weather To predict the coming day. Leave all thought of expectation To the weatherman. No it doesn't really matter What it is he has to say 'Cause tomorrow's keep on blowing in From somewhere. Bridge All the people that I know In the apartments down below Busy with their starring roles In their own tragedies. Sunlight sends you on your way And those restless thoughts that Cling to yesterday. Never be afraid of change. I'll call you on the phone. I hate to leave you on your own But I'm coming home today. VERSE And this busy inner city Has got nothing much to say And I 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 a supermarket checkout Or a restaurant. Bridge I've been doing what I'm told. I've been busy growing old And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me. Yes I'm co-ming home today. Verse chords played once over while harmonica solo plays Bridge I've been doing what I'm told. I've been busy growing old And the days are getting cold But that's alright with me. {Chorus}