My dad the weatherfan Puts his trust in the weatherman Always knows when the rains are due Isn't shocked when the sun breaks through Takes a look out the window But the snow doesn't worry him Gets a hat and some gardening shoes To tell the flowers some sunny news Across the sky, angels push the clouds away I wanna live in your way, I wanna live in your way And though I try, I can't believe in anything I wanna live in your way, I wanna live in your way If the sky's turning for the worst The BBC will tell him first With a gin and a cigarette While the world gets soaking wet Across the sky, angels push the clouds away I wanna live in your way, I wanna live in your way And though I try, I can't believe in anything I wanna live in your way, I wanna live in your way Across the sky, angels push the clouds away I wanna live in your way, I wanna live in your way And though I try, I can't believe in anything I wanna live in your way, I wanna live in your way I wanna live in your way I wanna live in your way I wanna live in your way