He Wants The Rain

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