'There, the storm
It's in your eyes
How loud the thunder
in your sighs
Oh, so low
Gone the high
Rain, it falls
when you cry
Knowing soon
you will run
run and hide
I see, yes, I see
locked up inside
I see it all
Everything
Your heart will call
And Love I'll bring
I Am waiting..
Waiting here for you
Waiting for you'
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