I can see it.
Coming, slowly on the horizon,
wearing a dress drenched in rain but a smile dripping with love.
I can see her.
Coming, slowly on the horizon-
A deep and beautiful storm.
I won't stop until I catch her,
I won't stop until I breathe in the scent of her wild heart.
I won't stop until she hits me,
and we merge our reckless souls into one.
And when we do, will you still be around to see it?