Texty: Paul Van Dyk. In Between. Stormy Skies.

I'm not afraid to dive
Into your stormy skies
Your beauty mystifies
And speaks in semaphore

I hang on every word
Your eyes like restless birds
Could feed on what I heard
For evermore

Your stormy skies
Your stormy skies

She's trippin' on high heels
And sensations of love she feels
That's you, you're the sign
You're the scheme in every line

Your stormy skies
Your stormy skies
Your stormy skies
Your stormy skies

I'm not afraid to dive
Into your stormy skies
Your beauty mystifies
And speaks in semaphore

I hang on every word
Your eyes like restless birds
Could feed on what I heard
For evermore