Under the Weather

Under the Weather,
Living below the radar,
Is where you’ll find me;
Don’t nobody mind me.

Slinking along,
Not a word, nor a song,
Will be the trademarked,
Cool thing to do.

And what about you?
You knew so much of my soul,
Yet never knew when to fold.
I thought we were gonna get old,
Together.

So much for promises,
Hopes and dreams
Mean nothing,
When you’re the one
Lying in a tepid stream.
All alone.