The Storm

I try to understand, contemplate why I'm here
As the pieces disappear
Now I comprehend, realise the end is near
As the pieces disappear
All feels lost I paid the cost
What will be left for me?

I must find a way, out of here
As the pieces disappear
I must find a place, away from fear
But the pieces disappear

I feel a calm, tranquil charm
Your sweet caress, to my distress

In your arms, you guide me from the storm
Into the clearer skies
In my mind, I take on a new form
You lift the mist from my eyes

Now I understand, found the reason why I'm here
Your belief in me made all the pieces reappear
The warmth in me you taught me how to see
Now we fly our love will never die

In your arms, you guide me from the storm
Into the clearer skies
In my mind, I take on a new form
You lift the mist from my eyes



Credits
Writer(s): Mark D Smith
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