She's a gentle storm, a river down in her own, she keeps it cool
When she's around me
Eye candy smile so casually, she dances with the winds of winter, mmmm...
She gives me real life, the necklace that She wears, sweet roses in her hair
She's a gentle storm
Flowing river all on her own, and if i'm drowning
A wager has grown
I'll be with her till the grave till the trees, and i'll be with her till the grave
Till the trees start to rage
She's a flowing river on her own