Feel It

Weather man in New England, who's never right
Forecast sun when it starts pouring rain
It wouldn't matter much to me any other night
Tonight is ours again
Walk along the promenade beneath a yellow sky
Past the places where I used to live
The yards look different but the buildings all the same
And the fireworks fill your eyes
Tonight is ours again
Can you feel it coming down?
It has no shape or sound
Still it brings me to the ground
Weather man in New England, is never right
He said itll snow but here's the sun again
It never mattered much to me any other night
Tonight is ours again
Skyline fades away as we venture far from town
Past the island where the tourists lay
It makes no difference which way this boat is headed
As long as we're together, we'll push through stormy weather
Can you feel it coming down?
It has no shape or sound
Still it brings me to the ground
Can you feel it coming down?
Can you feel it coming down?
It has no shape or sound
Still it brings me to the ground
Can you feel it coming down?
It has no shape or sound
Still it brings me to the ground
Can you feel it coming down?
Can you feel it coming down?
Can you feel it coming down?
Can you feel it coming down?