Come Hail or Storm

I know that we met on Tinder And not by a stroke of luck or on St Paddy’s day I write no message with a quill But rather with the old keyboard of a phone I’ve had for ages It doesn’t matter, if you’re twenty years older than me.

*Chorus: ‘Cause I will get to you Come Hail or Storm Let the rain feed the flowers I chose for you with love. *

I am now V.I.P, get access to the backstage of your life It’s strange to see how time flew by I pluck with delight the hairs from your back, your eyebrows And your hobbit-like toes The other part everybody knows… It doesn’t matter, if Nature made you hairier than me.

Chorus: ‘Cause I will get to you Come Hail or Storm Let the rain clap on the day When we both pledge our love.

Lovely glow about you, We trace lines of plans on the globe of your tummy Feeling adventurous but grumpy The ashtray is now gone, but the air is filled with the arias Of your old-time favourite sopranos It doesn’t matter, if you’re dancing heavier than me.

Chorus: ‘Cause I will get to you Come Hail or Storm Let the rain bless our offspring The product of our love.

Bridge: We will slow down along the road, Take our time to reload As they are young, so young, still young We will lie down on the plain Follow all of their planes As they go on and on and on Look what we’ve done, how we have done in the end…

Chorus: They will get to you and me Come Hail or Storm Let the rain disguise the tears They shed out of love They will get to you and me Come Hail or Storm Let the rain wash our grave They rearranged with love.