Stormclouds move across my amber evening sky
Painting it shades of grey and pink and orange
As the wind blows through our window
It whistles a lonely, homesick call
As you walk through the room
Your voice is bittersweet to hear
Confusing to my heart
Tearing it apart
Chasing its tail
Because it doesn’t know what else to do
Oct 3, 2012
Oct 3, 2012 at 2:06 AM UTC
Stormclouds move across my amber evening sky
Painting it shades of grey and pink and orange
As the wind blows through our window
It whistles a lonely, homesick call
As you walk through the room
Your voice is bittersweet to hear
Confusing to my heart
Tearing it apart
Chasing its tail
Because it doesn’t know what else to do