My sweet Zeppelin, you are the calm in my storm. Every roar of the crowd, every thundering riff, it all means nothing without you. You're the one I come back to, the one who understands the fire in my soul and cools the rage.
My sweet Zeppelin, you are the calm in my storm. Every roar of the crowd, every thundering riff, it all means nothing without you. You're the one I come back to, the one who understands the fire in my soul and cools the rage.