Softly sings the summer storm.
Silver raindrops from above.
Harmonies in quadriform.
To my heart, the song is love.
Softly sings the summer storm.
Holding hands, we gaze and smile.
On our skin the water’s warm.
Hoping that it rains awhile.
Softly sings the summer storm.
Tenderly I kiss your lips,
as the raindrops swell and form
pools and puddles, drops and drips.
Softly sings the summer storm.
Sunshine’s for another day.
To the path our steps conform,
Love is showing us the way.
Softly sings the summer storm.
Here together, you and I
hear the music now transform
to a soughing summer sigh.
Softly sings the summer storm.
Darkness looms, so home we tread.
Raindrop shadows multiform,
as we tumble into bed.
Softly sings the summer storm.
In the darkness, I and you,
now a lover’s dance perform
in our own storm just for two.
Softly sings the summer storm.
As we drift into night,
Slumber soon comes all aswarm.
Storm is over…
Love is bright.
Beyond Panic 