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)