Now I want the sun,
to swing my feet, Washington Harbor.
Dogs may come around
and they won't care that I'm a stranger.
Oh, it's over.
Oh, it's over, all the weather
all the weather is gone.
First I let you down,
and then the streets were in a downpour
onto everything inside the state of Maryland.
And listen,
oh, it's over
oh, it's over,
all the weather
all the weather is gone
Oh, it's over.
Oh, it's over, all the weather
all the weather is gone.