Written in 2013 about an anonymous family acquaintance who'd change her mind faster than rapidly developing - and usually severe - weather conditions.

Lyrics

In the middle of the night, everything’s feeling so right
We get along so fine, as if we’re one step in time
But in the middle of the day, right there in the brightest ray
We start to snip and snipe, girding for another fight

Then the sun goes down, there’s no one else around
Moon is on the rise, and there’s lovin’ lovin’ in your eyes

It’s like sunny skies at night, who’s ever heard of such a thing?
Dark out but so bright, brighter than a diamond ring
I think we’ve got it all wrong, it’s really turned upside down
But I’ll take it as I can – you’re the weatherman
You’re the weatherman

In the middle of a storm, the baddest one since I’ve been born
Wind is blowin’ so strong, yet you’re loving me the whole night long
But in the middle of a calm, I start to sense a real alarm
We start to drift apart, I got another broken heart
Then the clouds roll in, the wind is whippin’ up again
You’re back into my arms, telling me you’re safe and warm

In the middle of the fog, thicker than a redwood log
I reach out and there’s your face, your lips and your very special taste
But when it’s clear and dry, a tear’s wellin’ up in your eye
You start to pull away, apart for another day

Well it’s stormy skies but light, who’s ever heard of such a thing?
It’s raining hard but so bright, brighter than a diamond ring
I think we’ve got it all wrong, it’s the other way about
But I’ll take it as your plan, you’re the weatherman
You’re the weatherman
You’re the weatherman