I shouldn't be on the news
I can't predict the weather
But from the looks of it outside
I'd suggest a sweater
So I just sit here laughing
While thunder clouds are crashing
When sun and hail combine
The weather's fine
To push on through
Get your sweater on
To push on through
I shouldn't be in the sky
I like the ground much better
My kind wasn't meant to fly
But it's time to cut the tether
So I know you may be laughing
While these two worlds are clashing
When air and soil combine
My wings are fine
To push on through
Get your feather on
To push on through
Get your feather on
Get your sweater on
I shouldn't be thinking of you
Hiding in the heather
I'll start my adventure soon
And run the road forever
So now we all are laughing
The both of us are dashing
When tread and Earth combine
The world is fine
To push on through
Get your leather on
To push on through
Get your letter on
Get your feather on
Get your sweater on