Boston White - Umbrellas

Dismantled notes just might strike me tonight

You’re right, I just might explode in this silver moonlight

You’re at the piano, your hands are on the key

Lifting and resting you make such beautiful sound

I lift the hair from your neck then, the trees flay in the wind

And we dance beneath them

So what about the defying afternoon when

When it’s black and white and shadow filled rooms

I’m praying for a thunderstorm, something to keep me inside

Notes bounce around in my light head

I’m floating high above your house, your tears have flooded it out

If only you could see the angel that I see

All dressed in white, the white dress like we use to light in disturbed

So what about the defying afternoon when

When it’s black and white and shadow filled rooms

I’m praying for a thunderstorm, something to keep me inside

We stay in harms way like a monster from my dreams

Cause I know it’s the kind that does the breaking

The sea is white and immerse

The sweet notes take me away