we`re caught inside i feel around you.
there`s no more light to pelt and melt the windows
...and i`ll never drop the anchor
if you`ll never stop the rain...
and as she descends
her soldiers to try and win me over
i feel the sin, of feet washing frosted windows
... and i`ll never drop the anchor
if you`ll never stop the rain
and we`ll never have to feel
anything else again.
for once in the scene i can dream all the flowers in bloom
this garden will stay here and hold me for sister moon.
the higher we fly to her worship the crying monsoon
don`t let it end
`cause my sin is just beginning
i need you here
i need you to help me
i`ll never drop the anchor
if you`ll never stop the rain
...and we`ll never have to feel anyone else again.
now cry down, monsoon...