She thinks the lyrics are “I’m not talking ’bout the weather. And I don’t want to change your mind. But there’s a warm wind blowing the stars around. And I’d really love to see you tonight.”
Her husband, Victor, corrects her and gives her the correct lyrics...“I’m not talking ’bout moving in. And I don’t want to change your life.”
The worst part of reading this though is for years I've been singing "I'm not talking about millennium, and I don't want to change your mind."
Is there ever a going to be a song that I don't, years later, find out I've been singing wrong? I'm such a fucking dork I can't believe it.
It's the stoopidist thing....