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