When emotions run dry
I look for a good storm
Something bigger than me
With its own story
The gentle breeze will have to end
And a good storm will come back again
When emotions run dry
I look for a good storm
Something bigger than you
To look forward to
The gentle breeze will have to end
And a good storm will come back again
Humming In The Dark
Humming, humming in the dark
Humming, humming in the dark
To keep warm
To keep away from harm
Do you hear me in the woods?
Do you hear me in the woods?
Don't be startled
Don't be starrrtled

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