i'm almost home
i'm surprised i made it out of there at all
everything looked so big
and i felt small, just like i should

if ever there was a time for me to die or go insane, i would've right then
but i guess that i might be okay, if a little unhappy

the weather never changed
the weather never changes
the weather won't change me
no matter how hard it tries to
or would want to

i think that i'll go back
retrace my tracks and figure out where i went wrong
but i don't know
i wouldn't know sense if it hit me on the head

the weather never changed
the weather never changes
the weather won't change me
no matter how hard it tries to
or would want to

i've got this tiny city in the palm of my hand
i've got this giant worry in the back of my head
i've got this tiny city in the palm of my hand, and
i've got this giant worry and i know you'd understand

the weather never changed
the weather never changes
the weather won't change me
no matter how hard it tries to
or would want to

i've got this tiny city in the palm of my hand
i've got this giant worry in the back of my head
i've got this tiny city in the palm of my hand
i've gotten sick of self-pity and i know you'd understand

if heaven is anywhere, i hope you're there