A maelstrom builds up in my heart 
Whipping round and round with no relent 
The churning, burning, violent storm 
Must pass before true love's ascent 

It started with a silent wind 
Building slowly upon the changing tide 
And as it grew, a gale did form 
A deafening howl from deep inside 

A rain began in hollow drops 
That dimmed my soul's bright inner light 
And as I turn into myself 
I stand alone this lover's night 

The sands of time do scar my face 
And as the storm builds to it's peak 
The waves do crash, the wind does push 
At all the ports my heart would seek 

A maelstrom lives within my heart 
Whipping round and round with no remorse 
A storm that cannot be escaped 
It leads me from love's truer course.