Your Town Gets the Rain

I check your town before my own A little habit on my phone The forecast says a storm at five I hope your windows shut all right My thumb still knows the place to go Though I don't call you anymore Your town gets the rain Mine gets the morning I can't keep living Under your warning A friend called up to take a ride I nearly said I'd stay inside Then saw the sun across my floor And left my jacket by the door Your town gets the rain Mine gets the morning I can't keep living Under your warning I moved your city off the screen No angry swipe, no victory I hope the weather treats you kind I've got a different sky to mind Your town gets the rain Mine gets the morning I can't keep living Under your warning We took the road between the fields My own town never got that rain