In this tempest
I call my soul
your are the one
who has control
Feeling threatened
always on guard
Being looked at
with disregard
Living life
as a willing slave
Feeling threatened
from beyond the grave
Will it be me in eternity?
Or some distant history?
These feelings I have
run so deep
while awake
and when I sleep
Your undying love
will make me whole
That's why your the one
who has control
of this tempest
I call my soul