Fernando Ortega - Storm

^EbSometimes it takes a storm to really ^Ebmaj7know the light The scent of r^Abain, the weight of clo^Fuds pulling d^Bbmown the sky Some^Cmtimes it takes a ^Bbstorm to know ^Abhow you feel ^Ab To under^Fmstand indigo and the^Db varnished sun l^N.C.ighting up the fields

It takes the ^Ebmaj7rain between the ^Eblines to know what ^Fmsorrow finds The way a ^Cmcloud divides ^Fsometimes The ^Abclearing and the blue,^N.C. I ^Eblove you ^Eb

^EbI was just passing through and taken^Ab by surprise Between the ^Fblack sky ^Db and the ^Cmblue ^{Bb Ab} Between the ^Fmblack sky and the ^Cmblue, I love you ^{Cm N.C.}I love you