Lyrics: Skye. What's Wrong With Me.

I try not to think about
The distance of the setting sun
I try not to think about the rain
I try not to think about the saints and sinners
Who has more fun
Try not to think about the rain

I try not to think about
The evil empires and stupid fools
Try not to think about the rain
I try not to think about
The regulations and the rules
Try not to think about the rain

Oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?

Oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?
Oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?

Try not to think about the money
The mortgage on my home
Try not to think about the rain
I try not to think about the voice mails
E-mails, angry females on the phone
I try not to think about the rain

I try not to think about the job
And all responsibilities
Try not to think about the rain
I try not to think about my TV
And BBC and MTV
Try not to think about the rain

Oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?

Oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?

Try not to think about the planets
When they line up wrong
I try not to think about the rain
I try not to think about the future
Or the future, so on and so on
I try not to think about the rain

Oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?

Oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
What's wrong with me?

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh