Your love is like a thunderstorm,
building up inside your heart...

You hold him tight,
Not wanting to let go...

Always she questions you
seeming to be looking for...

I'm walking in a lush garden.
On a winding stone path...

Flowing into the massive seas.
Light shining on your surface...

Put your heart in to
what ever you do...

Growing on a stone,
cracked with age...

Drifting far away
the mind does wonder...

Floating on the night wind,
Calling out to you...

Blank paper on the table
pen in your hand...

Caught in the fight
of right and wrong...

Laughing
Joking...