More than a Ceiling (Parody of Boston)

I looked out this morning and the sun was gone

The rain fell down as I start my day

I tell myself, this really sucks

Cause I have to work when I'd rather play

More than a ceiling

(More than a ceiling)

That's keeping the rain out

(More than a ceiling)

I can't help but feeling

(More than a ceiling)

That my chances have all washed away

I feel my chances have all washed away

So many times I've tried to cope

But inside these walls that have kept me sane

I think of the things I could have done

While I watch the rain from my window pane

More than a ceiling

(More than a ceiling)

That's keeping the rain out

(More than a ceiling)

I can't help but feeling

(More than a ceiling)

That my chances have all washed away

I feel my chances have all washed away

When I'm tired and feeling old

I hide in my house to escape the day

and dream of a place that's safe and warm

I close my eyes and it slips away

More than a ceiling

(More than a ceiling)

That's keeping the rain out

(More than a ceiling)

I can't help but feeling

(More than a ceiling)

That my chances have all washed away

I feel my chances have all washed away