(I feel good)
I'm sitting on the steps of an old white church in July
And the clouds are saying things to me
But it's so low and hard to make out
Here come the dark thunderheads floating over the plains
I don't want to go in
I think I'll just get wet
I am sitting on the steps of an old white church in July
And the clouds are saying things to me
But it's so low and hard to make out
Here come the dark thunderheads floating over the plains
I don't want to go in
I think I'll just get wet
Wake up and put your snowshoes on
Wake up and put your snowshoes on
(silliW yelseW PIR)