Lyrics:

I found myself perched up on the roof
Balanced on a weather vane
If in the darkening distance should come
The howling wind and rain
I'll be the first to know
Which way the wind will blow
If when it hits, i should slip
And start to tumble down
I hope you'll come between me
And the cold hard ground
And like a ship left off to the wind
We slowly did drift
Like me and George, Valley Forge
Thanks for the lift
And i'll let you know
Which way the wind will blow
If when it hits, i should slip
And start to tumble down
I hope you'll come between me
And the cold hard ground