Sunday 5 April 2015

The Storm

Sometimes in the dark, when I close my eyes at night
And the rain pitter patters, to the rhythm of my heart
Sometimes when I shut out the day thats just passed
I close my eyes, and your face is all to fill the storm in my chest

It's at times when I'm lonely, and times when I'm lost
At time's when I'm joyful, on days when I'm spent
I feel a hand holding mine, I feel a breath on my neck
I taste a scent in the air, then the wind changes again

Though the waves are a crashing, and the ship is awash
And the salt water stings, and the horizon is lost
For one kiss on the shoulder, for a kind word or two
It's at the dawn when lands near, I see at times, I still need you