The rays, I’ve been dark on sunny days

But under the grey

I feel so embraced

Broken, hopeless

Waiting out the storm

Not scared of the sound

I wonder if thunder is warm...Is warm

See the rain, Smell it too

Tears are waves, In my room

My own maze, Made of solitude

Sacred place, in my room

Ooh I wanna be alone

Turn off my phone

See the rain, Smell it too

Tears are waves, In my room

My own maze, Made of solitude

Sacred place, in my room