that evening, just me and you through rosy tinted hues a promise of fairer winds that never blew vermilion claims to say the sun will stay and yet my heart holds close the storm as it breaks i could live to be a hurricane turn into a tempest, violent, silent in the eye all whirling, gusting, wuthering could it be enough to change the way you use my name?

Description: light Guiding-Light (Self-Paced PAM Mix)