The Weatherman کے بول

I was watching Ivanhoe When they said the tornado Blew your big old house apart Robert Taylor was the star You never knew why I was blue So I went to a movie after you Spread out on your feather bed With weather maps you never read You said the east was freezing But the clouds were insignificant I never knew what made you Speak of sleet between your satin sheets You're always calling me But I'm never needed I'm needy, I'm needy I'm needing a new home A fall in Philadelphia When you were much healthier Obstructed your recovery As yellow leaves fell from the trees You're always calling me But I'm never needed I'm needy, I'm needy I'm needing a new home