Drops pouring down to the floor,
pounding on every window and door
You wake up to a distant roar of thunder
Don\'t fight it off, just let it in
Feel each drop as it hits your skin,
the laughing lightning, the whipping wind
They\'re all just
singing
You\'re
dreaming,
and you know
the ones who doubt you will never win
It\'s cold outside
but it\'s alright
You\'re still dry (enough)
And besides,
There\'s so much beauty in a storm