Everybody's Talking at me

I don't hear a word they're saying,

Only the echoes of my mind,

People stopping starring,

I can't see they're faces,

Only the shadows of they're eyes,

I'm going where the sun keeps shining,

Through the pouring rain,

I'm going where the weather,

Suits my clothes,

Backing off of the north east wind,

Sailing on a summer breeze,

And skipping over the ocean like a stone.