Вершы: Ron Sexsmith. Thirsty Love.

Something's brewing in this gloomy sky
And I could use a lift
What with all this humid weather
Something's got to give
Then the thunder breaks the silence
Like a blessing from above
As the rain falls on our thirsty love
Thirsty love

Something's moving in the wounded eyes
And now I feel a chill
Rising through this moody silence
When you say I love you still
Composure now collapsing
'Neath the weight of all our sighs
As the tears fall from our thirsty eyes
Thirsty eyes

There must be a reason
For the dreams that come and go
Maybe something bigger is pulling on the strings
For all we know
And the thunder breaks the silence
Like a blessing from above
As the rain falls on our thirsty love
Thirsty love.