Storms Songtext
von Eric Shoves Them in His Pockets

Storms roamed in
and you were sitting there
and the grocery store was pounded with drops
and your head was pounded with
thougts.


Skies turned grey
and you were loosing things you wanted to say
and the black clouds,
they killed your mind
and they were killing
all that was left inside.

So, don′t worry girl
'cause I got this man
and we got a deal
and he said he can keep me safe
and away from it all.


safe and away from it all
safe and away from it all
(safe)
safe and away from it all
(safe)
safe and away from it all