The Weatherman

I can cause a thunderstorm
Deep inside your brain
It's creeping, creeping up slowly
And then hits with full force

I can drive the fog away
Or recreate it from nothing
So please tell me what you want
Tell me all your wishes

I am the weatherman
So people call me snow
I do what I can for my final show
I make your days bright
Give you a pleasant feeling
Pleasant feelings are what we all long for

I can arrange a field of snow
Or a mighty blizzard
Whatever you are longing for
Whatever you desire

I see clouds following you
Wherever you will go
I can make them rain
Just tell me all your wishes

I am the weatherman
So people call me snow
I do what I can for my final show
I make your days bright
Give you a pleasant feeling
Pleasant feelings are what we all long for