I'll weave these flowers in his hair He's my angel and I like that Can't keep the tempest from my prayer My love, I'm not beneath that How my mind runs wild When he's not beside me Dreaming like a child 'Cause it's him that I'm needing He knows, he knows that I'm a storm And he wants the rain like He's never known heaven before And he loves, he loves like Oh, gentle as he should be Oh, and I love the way he sees me With steady hands he will harvest the stars And keep them in a silver box Our secret luminescence in the dark And I'm his velvet fox I scream my spells into the night But he's still standing A feeling I can't fight But he's not pretending He knows, he knows that I'm a storm And he wants the rain like He's never known heaven before And he loves, he loves like Oh, gentle as he should be Oh, and I love the way he sees me He knows, he knows that I'm a storm And he wants the rain like He's never known heaven before And he loves, he loves like Oh, gentle as he should be Oh, I love the way he sees me