Here we are in the maelstrom of love
waiting for the calm to soothe our
hearts-here we are and dont know
how to stop waitng for the war to
end it all-love is insane and baby
we are too-its our hearts little grave-
am i the salt in our wounds here-
we are right back where we began
waiting for sweet love with open arms-
here we are just like before waiting
for the warmth of that tender storm