Maybe he gave up his heart,
his job, and livelihood all to me
because he loved to sing
and I believed in him.
He broke my heart, but
I still prayed for him.
But I was still surprised
when I found this letter
in his writing.
I wrote you a song.
It's not really that long.
I described you as a storm in the summer.
The power of your hips reminds me of thunder.
You wet me, you heat me,
you frighten me.
But you get me, you're like me,
my precious ruby.
There was wind, and there was lightning,
the building lost electricity.
In the dark, you were freighting
cause I knew no other woman could compete.
I was weak,
caught in the eye of you.
You touched me gently
after your power knocked me down.
No one can't interrupt us now.
When you relax, I build stress
cause I know what's next.
You're gonna drop another tree
and cut the phone lines.
The thunder didn't really startle me
that time like last time.
You remind me of my drums.
Ryem, it's spiritual
the way the song echoes.
I'm reminded of my connection with you,
It's called "Lightning's Glow".
I hope you will make it to the show
cause you were there
when I was too nervous to share.
You helped me prepare
and convinced me I'd make it somewhere.
I'm not sure where we went wrong,
but you've been my muse for three Junes.
I hope this letter reaches your door.
No really, I want it to touch your heart more.
I wanna touch your heart more.
One more thing, if it's not
too much to ask.
When I play,
I need to see you dance.
Love's some shit, isn't it? :)
I just hope the song isn't too slow.