I can cause a thunderstorm   deep inside your brain   it's creeping, creeping up slowly   and then hits with full force      I can drive the fog away    or recreate it from nothing   so please tell me what you want   tell me all your wishes      I am the weatherman   so people call me snow   I do what I can for my final show   I make your days bright   give you a pleasant feeling   pleasant feelings are what we all long for      I can arrange a field of snow   or a mighty blizzard   whatever you are longing for,   whatever you desire      I see clouds following you   wherever you will go   I can make them rain   just tell me all your wishes      I am the weatherman   so people call me snow   I do what I can for my final show   I make your days bright   give you a pleasant feeling   pleasant feelings are what we all long for