I heard it might it be storming
But I knew, I had an early warning
Caught my own reflection
And I can see, call it misdirection
So much trouble in my head
Keeping me down
There's so much trouble in my mind
Gotta find my way out, somehow
Somehow
I thought that I was dreaming
But I could see
I would stop my feeling
Black skies got me asking
Have I got it right?
Some things I might be masking
So much trouble in my head
Keeping me down
So much trouble in my mind
Gotta find my way out, somehow
Somehow
I heard it might be storming
But I knew, I had an early warning
