When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better birds of a feather they fly together
Hear my voice I assure you that we'll be alright
I know you over think at times but I'm just a phone call away
Life's on hold I'm on the road you're having sleepless nights
It's typical my phone's died and I've let you down again
I'm not perfect I'm still learning but I wanna try to make things right
To make things right
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better cos birds of a feather they fly together
I wouldn't let you drown
I wouldn't let you drown
One more year one more week just give me one more night
I know I say it every time but I'm just a stone's throw away
How's your day how's your life I'm gunna call tonight
It's typical my phones died and I've let you down again
I'm not perfect I'm still learning but I wanna try to make things right
To make things right
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better birds of a feather they fly together
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better cos birds of a feather they fly together
I wouldn't let you drown
I wouldn't let you drown
Glass Caves - Bad Weather Lyrics
Glass Caves - Bad Weather Lyrics
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When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better birds of a feather they fly together
Hear my voice I assure you that we'll be alright
I know you over think at times but I'm just a phone call away
Life's on hold I'm on the road you're having sleepless nights
It's typical my phone's died and I've let you down again
I'm not perfect I'm still learning but I wanna try to make things right
To make things right
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better cos birds of a feather they fly together
I wouldn't let you drown
I wouldn't let you drown
One more year one more week just give me one more night
I know I say it every time but I'm just a stone's throw away
How's your day how's your life I'm gunna call tonight
It's typical my phones died and I've let you down again
I'm not perfect I'm still learning but I wanna try to make things right
To make things right
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better birds of a feather they fly together
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better cos birds of a feather they fly together
I wouldn't let you drown
I wouldn't let you drown
I'll make it better birds of a feather they fly together
Hear my voice I assure you that we'll be alright
I know you over think at times but I'm just a phone call away
Life's on hold I'm on the road you're having sleepless nights
It's typical my phone's died and I've let you down again
I'm not perfect I'm still learning but I wanna try to make things right
To make things right
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better cos birds of a feather they fly together
I wouldn't let you drown
I wouldn't let you drown
One more year one more week just give me one more night
I know I say it every time but I'm just a stone's throw away
How's your day how's your life I'm gunna call tonight
It's typical my phones died and I've let you down again
I'm not perfect I'm still learning but I wanna try to make things right
To make things right
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better birds of a feather they fly together
When we're together forget the bad weather I'm your umbrella
I'll make it better cos birds of a feather they fly together
I wouldn't let you drown
I wouldn't let you drown
Writer: ELLIOTT FLETCHER, ANDREW GANNON, MATTHEW HALLAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Performed By: Glass Caves
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: ELLIOTT FLETCHER, ANDREW GANNON, MATTHEW HALLAS