Where you'll be, I'll be from In a while, it will rain up, back into clouds Where it first plotted its escape We will take this time to strip down to our linens And plot out excuses for going inside We will take this time to strip down to our linens And plot out excuses for going inside And the skies won't believe what they say Forecast talks anything of how we'll all stay the same With what they'll stay for we can't get out anyway I wonder now what they'll say, no way, no way People, keep the horses at bay, okay, okay You'll say, don't ever fall down With what they'll say, don't ever fall down, anyway With what they'll say, don't ever fall down, anyway I wonder now what they'll say, no way, no way People keep the horses at bay, okay, okay