Unit Gloria - The Storm lyrics

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Every time I pass your place

I get an image of your face

And then I wonder what you're thinking of

As I look through the mist to your window above

And the clouds roll by

But the silver has tarnished for me in the sky

Minutes passed by and the mist starts drifting

And the rain starts falling and the air gets cold

And I try to move away but my feet won't let me

The stay right there but I don't feel cold

I feel old

Storm, storm, storm

Storm, storm, storm

Wind is blowing and the rain is pouring

And the sky is a mess of broiling figures

And her eyes fetch fire then it drifts across the heavens

And the sour, old man being torn apart by desire

Desire

Minutes passed by and the mist starts drifting

And the rain starts falling and the air gets cold

And I try to move away but my feet won't let me

The stay right there but I don't feel cold

I feel old

Feel old

Feel old

Wind is blowing and the rain is pouring

And the sky is a mess of broiling figures

And her eyes fetch fire then it drifts across the heavens

And the sour, old man being torn apart by desire

Desire

Desire