I wanted to write for you, a storm in a tea cup
Sum it up, wrap it up in a song
of three chords
but now it’s breezy and I’m thinking too deeply
I’m rarely concise
I hear you in symphony – a complex arrangement
Sending my own self deranged as I sit trying to unpick you
trying to frame you in my own style
I just can’t pin you, fathom it
How a stormy lass like me
finds calmness in the wordless sea of you