Smells like Rain
Breath Deep
It Smells like rain, faint vanilla drops.
In my head, the music never stopped.
Holding you tight, against the cool night air.
World falls around us, no notice or care.
The stars begin to sprinkle, faint sugar flake.
Softly we dance, atop an earth of quake.
Smells like Rain.
I feel the storm coming.
Smells like Rain.
You are the tempest air.
We settle in porch swing, to watch the lighted sky.
I know by your look, the lightning in your eyes.
Vanilla drop, and sugar flake delight.
Soon to arrive, this storm charged anxious night.
Smells like Rain.
I feel the storm coming.
Smells like Rain.
You are the branches bending.
Air grows thick, patience trigger quick.
Music thunders, siren voice smooth and slick.
Smells like Rain.
The storm has arrived.
Smells like Rain.
I feel so alive.
Look into your eyes I see the sky and feel the oceans roar, sweep over me.
Rain falls to the sound of the blues within my mind, and the airs fragrance reminds me of you.
