
It’s been too long -
The summer’s shine is all gone
The storm is near -
The wind is howling like a wolf
But it’s not your fault -
It’s not your happy ending
Oh, the smell of rain
And vexation coursing through your veins
Who cries your tears?
You don’t believe me, do you?
Oh, it’s not my fault -
It’s not my happy ending
So hear me out:
(I am the storm - )
What is this peace you speak of?
(I am the wolf who’s howling)
Oh, the deals we make
I hope our paths might someday cross
(But my fingers always will be crossed)