That ^Ckiss, you ^Ggave me this ^Cmorning Was just the calm, be^G7fore the ^Cstorm I ^Fknow in my ^Gheart, that you're ^Cleavin' ^Amme For ^Fsomeone else's ^G7arms

The ^Cstorm some^Gtimes comes, without ^Cwarning So I'm ^C7thankful, that ^G7I was fore^Cwarned It ^Fgives me a ^Gchance, to ^Cspeak to my ^Amheart And to ^Dm7brace my^G7self, for the ^Cstorm

The ^Gstorm is coming, I can ^Cfeel it And ^G7soon we'll be driven, a^Cpart You'll ^G7rush to the arms, of your ^Cnew love De^Dmserting, a broken ^Gheart

If ^Cthere was a ^Gway, I could ^Chold you With words, that are ^Gtender and ^Cwarm I'd ^Frise and ^Gchallenge, the ^Concoming ^Amwaves And de^Dm7fend our ^G7love, from the ^Cstorm ^C