Excursions to the heart don`t come free
but in her face I saw pure honesty.
A faded vision frozen in my mind
of melting memories and tears in her eyes.
but she`s a raincloud and she`s washing over me
makes it hard to see the light.
She`s a raincloud, it can`t be good for me,
so why does she make me come alive?
I hear her whisper in every single breeze
`please be with me for a thousand dreams`.
A ray of hope that guides me through the storm
so I`ll be here until the break of dawn.
when she`s moving on and its become another shade of gray
what`s left behind I`ll never find I`m ever gonna feel the same.