Hold me like you're real
Full of love's intent
And let me know you feel
So that even stars are bent.
A storm is coming
The sky is gray
The rain and lightning will soon be falling
But I know it'll be okay.
The sun will rise again tomorrow
And ask for my heart to borrow.
But I have that stinging pain in my head
From when you wake up feeling dead
And I just don't want to get up from bed.
It'll be fine a day or two
although I feel i'm dying, too
I still see the sky is new
And I don't have to worry about you.
