Weatherman - Wild Rivers

Rolling down the window of the driver’s seat

Looking for a place to breathe

Knowing where I’m at and where I’m meant to be

Trying to close the space between

But you’re just right, not enough

Look around you’re missing all the good stuff

Small town, big shot

Four kids hanging in a parking lot

Trying to know better than

Counting on the weatherman

Thoughts can take you on a ride

I’m a satellite, you’re a starry night

And I’m just trying to stay between the lines

Your own advice, own advice, yeah you’re

Just right, not enough

Look around you’re missing all the good stuff

Small town, big shot

Four kids hanging in a parking lot

Trying to know bettr than

Just counting on the weatherman

Counting on th weatherman

Talking about summertime

Hanging on sidelines

Steady on landslides

Over once you realized

You were just right

You were just right

You were just right