Twenty different dresses across my bed So many questions inside my head A simple dinner that I cooked for hours He brings a mason jar and a bunch of flowers The storm is coming Over on the mountain is flashing light I could swear I'm feeling it here tonight Just a little bit I know I have been wrong The wind is picking up, but we don't say a thing What if I'm the only one who feels it happening? The leaves are all aflutter on the lilac tree He's sitting at the table, and he's looking at me The storm is coming And my heart says Girl you gotta know That it's all coming down, coming down Over on the mountain is flashing light I could swear I'm feeling it here tonight Just a little bit I know I have been wrong Tell me is it time, can I let the wind blow Open up my heart like a window Just a little bit Like a window Just a little bit It's out on the horizon, but it's coming near He stands behind me and whispers in my ear "The storm is coming" Over on the mountain is flashing light I could swear I'm feeling it here tonight Just a little bit I know I can't be wrong Tell me is it time, can I let the wind blow Open up my heart like a window Just a little bit Like a window Just a little bit Like a window, just a little bit