Lie your head upon my chest,
Feel the rain within my heart;
The storm starts brewing at it's best,
To tear your soul apart.

From whence it came, no one knows,
It's dark grey cloud blinds your eyes,
It's strength invites both friends and foes,
Til your sould begins to fly.

It steals the joy from your heart;
It takes the love you're after.
It swirls again with such great art,
Enthralling bits of laughter.

Angry winds being to boast.
What could be but simple love;
Hurts the one it loves the most,
Descending from above.