She was never crazy. She didn't let her heart settle in a cage. She was born wild, and sometimes we need people like her. For it's the horrors in her heart which cause the flames in ours, and she was always willing to burn for everything she ever loved.
Every storm runs out of rain, every dark night turns into day, every heartache will fade away, just like every storm runs out of rain. Gary Allen, love this song first heard it after I lost my dog of It's great for those rough times