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Let the storm rage on
The cold never bothered me anyway!
The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen.
A kingdom of isolation,
and it looks like I'm the Queen
“Felicity Please!! Can’t you change the song? Or at least turn down the volume?” Oliver growled from his chair on his house office “it’s giving me a headache!”
“But this song is my favorite!” he heard her yell from the room across the hall and noticed that she didn’t take his suggestions
Oliver sighed and rubbed his temples with his hands, trying to ignore the music and calm his head.
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in;
Heaven knows I've tried
His headache was growing fast and what started as a mild ache was turning intop a full migraine.
Don't let them in,
don't let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel,
don't let them know
Well now they know
“Felicity please!!”
“just one more!” She replied, resuming her singing.
Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care
what they're going to say
Let the storm rage on.
The cold never bothered me anyway
And then the volume changed, it went up, and his headache was killing him, so he got up and crossed the hall to the other room
“Felicity Dearden Queen!” he said, storming in the room and going direct from the cd player and turning down the volume
It's funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can't get to me at all
“I told you to turn it down!”
“But.. daddy, this is the best part!!” his four year old was looking at him with her big blue puppy eyes, dressed with her Elsa's costume, taking away all his previous anger
“Lissy please, I have a big headache, just.. leave it down ok?”
The girl got up and walked towards him at the same time he crouched to be at her same height. She put her little hands on his head
“daddy hurts?” she asked
“Yes pumpkin, daddy hurts” he smiled at her, but she seemed sad
“I made daddy hurt?” the question broke his heart, she was looking at him, with sad eyes, and the tone in her voice was so worried..
It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me,
I'm free!
Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on
He hugged the little girl against his chest
“No Lissy, it’s not your fault, it’s just a headache, it’s nobody’s fault”
He the broke apart to look at her
“I know! We can make a deal ok? That seemed to lighten her mood
“what what what?” she asked, jumping on her feet
“you can use the headphones, BUT! You have to keep the volume down ok, and keep them on your neck because if you don’t, you head will hurt too”
“the big headphons? Really?”
“Lissy, you have to promise that you won’t touch the volume ok?”
“pomise pomise!
he took the headphones from the shelf and put them around her little neck. After connecting them to the cd player
immediately the little girl started singing again.
Oliver kissed her blonde hair, turned around and saw that his wife was leaning on the door frame, watching the whole scene and shaking her head and trying not to laugh
“Hey you” he said, smiling and wrapping his arms around her “what’s so funny?”
“you have to ask? She has you wrapped around her little sticky finger” Oliver smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her lips
“what can I say, it’s a weakness”
“I know, and I love it,” she smiled at him,
“do you think this one will make me a pile of goo as his sister?” he said as he caressed her rounded belly
“Honestly? I hope so”