Sammy Cahn / Saul Chaplin

Honestly I'm glad it's snowing
It helps to keep our friends from knowing
When they ask me why I'm sad
It's easy to blame the weather

It's funny how the blinding snow flakes
Are right in time to hide my heartache
Let them ask me why I'm sad
It's easy to blame the weather

When I think of the sun
It scares me
I wonder if I will pass
And springtime, I hear
Is early this year
They'll see through me like glass

I see no reason for this weather
So let me be the first to make up
If a reason must be had
It's easy to blame the weather