Storm In Her Head

Testo:

© Psychedelic1
Storm In Her Head
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There's a storm in my head

She's sitting in the street
Her world is filled with troubles
Possessions at her feet
In a sack that's used for rubble
How could it come to this?

There's a storm in her heart

The people passing by
Have worries of their own
Maybe not so obvious
Say it's the seeds that she has sown

To some she seems invisible
They have no time to spare
But time is of the essence here
She's lost without a prayer
How could it come to this?

Some stop to give her money
Some seem to really care
They try to look inside her mind
But find that she's not there
She's lost in the storm
She's lost to her addiction

There's a storm in her head
There's a storm in her head
There's a storm in her head.