Looking into your eyes
why do I see more of me than you.
Like tunnel vision
finding lightness on the other end?

This feels like a rising sun
over a fallen dawn
A whisper of ten thousand thunders
I'm counting before the storm.
The rain will definitely fall soon
as will I, at the rein of love.

So perhaps I should take cover
under that tunnel.
Being head over heels,
might end up losing one of the two.
Inside this secret little tunnel
leading me to you.

Tell me if I can stay here.