Tekstovi: Doves. Some Cities. The Storm.

You weathered the storm
You came out the other side
The place you were born
Is a place inside

Don't be sad it's gone
Don't be sad I'm gone...

To weather the storm
Up on your feet again
If it all comes down
Would you still call this the end?

Don't be sad it's gone
Can't be sad for long

Don't give up be strong
Don't be sad I'm gone

The night you left the storm

To weather it all
To come out the other side
With the moon all high
I'll see you on the other side
So come out the other side