Шум Дождя и Ты

Storm warning on the radio, But we got nowhere left to go. Windows crying, world is gray. Perfect setting for a play. A silhouette against the glass, Watching the headlights pass. Rain and bass vibrating the floor. Lock the deadbolt on the door. It's a shelter, it's a cave. From the madness, we are safe. Drowning in the low frequency, Just you and me. Static in the air, static in my head. Words are better left unsaid. Focus on the sound, focus on the heat. Tangled up in the sheets. The thunder rolls, the lights flicker. The plot is getting thicker. Don't be scared, I'm right here. Whispering to your Ear.