we’ve been struggling for so long
can’t remember what went wrong
was it me or was it you
just some crazy point of view

storms of peace and storms of love
blow sweet rain on us below

Sitting blind in our dark rooms
playing those old wounded blues
we’re flowers born on the moon
we’re flowers bound to bloom

I’m calling out your name
you’re calling my name,too
we’re running through the rain
on and on we’ll see it through