Letra de Forecast - Jeff Lynne

The forecast miserable to gloomy
Overcast to grim
The outlook sadly bleak to gale force
Cold hard rain or wind

If you could get a ticket
To the place you wanna be
Where would you be now, girl?
Where would you be?

Deep depression looming over
Pushing to the shore
Raining on the wooden faces
Raining on the wooden floor

Sail out into nothing
Way beyond the shining sea
Where would you be now, girl?
Where would you be, girl?
Be, girl?

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Where would you be?

The rain is gonna fall down
On Desperation Alley
The clouds will shed their tears
Upon the high and mighty

Fly a new horizon
To the dream you'll never be
Where would you be now, girl?
Where would you be, girl?
Where would you be, girl?
Where would you be, girl?

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(Where would you be now?
(Where would you be?)
(Where would you be?)
Where would you be?
(Where would you be?)