Storms - Tom Odell

So long

So long living

With these heavy clouds

Following me

I can’t go on

I can’t go on running

With these muddy roads

Holding my feet

Need one of these storms

One of these storms

One of these storms

To wash me clean

So long (so long)

I’ve spent so long

Just living

With these heavy clothes

Upon my skin

I’ve spent so long (so long)

So long thinking

These sleepless nights

They keep me thin

I need one of these storms

One of these storms

One of these storms

To wash us clean

One of these storms

One of these storms

One of these storms

To wash us clean

Oh, yeah!

Need one of these storms

One of these storms

One of these storms

To wash us clean

I need one of these storms

One of these storms

One of these storms

To wash us clean

Oh, honey, I’ll see