Counting Crows

She Likes the Weather

Counting Crows


Life is simple. Life is sweet. 
Oh, so saddle up and go. 
Little cowgirl, in the underground, 
she talks to people she doesn't know. 
Oh, people on the train to Eden 
The circus girl, after all the rodeos, 
she settles down alone. 
She planted flowers in her basement 
so she has a little color when the sky runs low. 
Chorus: 
She likes the weather today 
She said "It's raining in my head" 
All of the flowers I've raised 
Come up a little cloudy 
Life is bitter. Life is cheap. 
The cowgirl settles down alone. 
Yeah, ten years out of Eden now 
She's got a little garden of her very own. step right up .. step right up 
All the circus fires are gone 
and the basement lights are on 
You know that all she really wants 
is just one flower clear of color in 
a garden in a room of her own 
She likes the weather today 
she said "It's raining in my head. 
All of the flowers I've raised come up a little cloudy" 
hey hey hey hey 
"Let's go down to the undergound" she says "I wanna shake shake shake shake shake my blades" "All of a sudden" she says "i feel a little lonely."