These Storms They Gather Forces Unbeknownst To Fools Like Me
They Hide On The Horizon Too Far Gone To See
I Could Have Swore The Heart You Wore Upon Your Sleeve Was Mine
I Could Not See In Front Of Me You Were Leaving I Was Blind

Blinding Sheets Of Rain That's What I'm Blaming
I Must Have Been Blind Not To See That You Would Leave
Now You Are Gone And The World Is An Ugly Place
And I Pray Good Lord Send More Blinding Sheets Of Rain

I Love You Lost Its Meaning To Shipwrecked Fools Like Me
The Rain Is Never-ending There's No Ships Out To See
We Have Not Seen A Good Night Since These Thunderstorms Rolled In
I Pray God Please Send Them Back And Make Me Blind Again