The sky turned dark
And you ran for miles
You sent me sweet lies
And laughed at my trials

The rain poured down
You flew to Nepal
And sent me a raincoat
Torn and too small

The coat was all wrong
But you didn’t know
You were too busy admiring
Yourself and your beau

Did you know I was cold?
Did you know I was wet?
To a Fair Weather Friend:
I’ll meet you again.