These storms they gather forces unbeknownst to fools like me   They hide on the horizon too far gone to see   I could have swore the heart you wore upon your sleeve was mine   I could not see in front of me you were leaving I was blind      Blinding sheets of rain that's what I'm blaming   I must have been blind not to see that you would leave   Now you are gone and the world is an ugly place   And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain      I love you, lost it's meaning to shipwrecked fools like me   The rain is never ending there's no ships out to see   We have not seen a good night since these thunderstorms rolled in   I pray God please send them back and make me blind again      Blinding sheets of rain that's what I'm blaming   I must have been blind not to see that you would leave   Now you are gone and the world is an ugly place   And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain   And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain   And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain