Storm

Do you know me?
Can you show me?
If you hear me,
don’t let me fall.
Is it raining in the sunshine
and the wind blows in my eyes.
Lying face down to the hard ground
I can face the cloudy skies.
And although I may be dying, I will bide my love,
I’ll be waiting, I’ll be waiting,
I’ll be waiting in the storm.

You were my girl in the springtime,
with the sunshine in my day.
Your sweet lips, your fingertips
and you touch me but you won’t stay.

Is it raining in the sunshine
and the wind blows in my eyes.
Lying face down to the hard ground
I can face the cloudy skies.
And although I may be dying, I will bide my love,
I’ll be waiting, I’ll be waiting,
I’ll be waiting in the storm.

Can you hear me?
Are you near me
in the storm?