© 2005 Beth Vernon
Meet a stranger on the street and you know what he'll say
If the sun is shinin' nice and bright
"Nice Weather. It's a beautiful day."
Well, I have to agree
But I march to a different drum
I like the changing weather driven by the sun
I know some like sunshine and those clear, high-pressure days
But I'm at my best when a cold or warm front blows my way
Clouds form, barometer dips and winds rock the weather vane
I'm here to admit: I always liked the rain
Ya know, I always liked the rain
Air is carried by the Jet Stream with all its heat and humidity
But if the warm air hits the cold a cloud is born for us to see.
Grows thicker as the rising air cools
Hits the dewpoint, condensing molecules
And rain falls down: little liquid jewels (chorus)
A drop of water hits my face and I wonder where its been
For years and years out to sea or quenched the thirst of a dyin' man
Or, locked in ice since the Pleistocene
Or, drank by a peasant or a noble king
It's the ultimate lesson in recycling!
Sometimes a storm blows in that rocks my world
A cumulonimbus will all its power unfurl
Oh, lightning, thunder and twisters boy they make me cower
But if my loved ones are safe I love the feeling
Of nature's power!