The guitar opens like a small bell.

The bass answers underneath. The drums keep the surface light, so the groove is already smiling without rushing.

Now the voice enters. The weather image lands because the band has already brightened the room.

The line is simple, but the vocal does not oversell it. He lets the groove carry the certainty.

The first question rises out of the verse. The answer arrives as the title. The backing voices make the private phrase wider.

The second verse changes the image from weather to sweetness. The arrangement stays clipped, so the sweetness never turns heavy.

The hook comes back as proof, not surprise.

The instrumental turn keeps the smile moving.

The "hey" passage opens a little clearing. The voices become texture for a moment. Then the song gathers itself again.

Now money and fame enter as outside measures. The track is bright enough to dismiss them without sounding defensive.

The title returns with more people inside it. Lead and backing voices pass the light back and forth.

The late repeats stop trying to build a new argument.

The arrangement starts to loosen at the edges, but the center stays gracious. Nothing needs to swell harder.

The ending keeps the phrase in motion. It is still bright. Happiness here has discipline.