Shawn Phillips - Storm lyrics

Phillips Every time I pa** your place I get an image of your face And then I wonder what you're thinkin' of As I look through the mist to your window above And the clouds roll by But the silver has tarnished for me in the sky Minutes pa** by and the mist starts drifting And the rain starts falling And the air gets cold And I try to move away But my feet won't let me They stay right there But I don't feel cold I feel old The wind is blowing and rain is pouring And the sky is a ma** of roiling figures And their eyes flash fire And it streaks across the heavens And it sounds like a man being Torn to shreds by desire