Gently III

It's a cold cold wind
You don't have to be so kind
You don't have to understand
It won't hold me
I am blowing away

It's a blinding rain
I wish you didn't feel so sure
The water batters at the door
And I am running clearer
Every day

It's a storm
I can't hold this all together
I love you and you love me
Still I think I'd rather be

And as the cloud rolls in
I beg you not to deny it
Won't you let me go