Hurricane
Think the clouds are clogging up my brainlike the weather drain, same as the tears on my faceAnd I'm stuck up in the storm eyeI guess I'll be all rightAnd it hits me like ohAnd you're that wind that swept me off my feetGot me flying till I'm crying and I'm down on my kneesThat's what Dorothy was afraid ofThe sneaky tornadoThere's no place like home
I'm boarding up the windows, locking up my heartIt's like every time the wind blows,I feel it tearing us apartEvery time he smiles I let him in againEverything is fine whenyou're standing in the eye of the hurricaneHere comes the sun, here comes the rainStanding in the eye of the hurricaneHere comes the sun, here comes the rainStanding in the eye of the hurricane
I'm flopping on my bed like a flying squirrelLike a little girl hurt by the big bad worldYeah, it's twisting up my insidesCan't hide it on the out sideAnd that's when you hold me, you hold meYou tell me that you know me, I'll never be lonelySay, we've made it through the storm nowBut I'm still in the lookoutThe air's getting cold, cold
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He picks me up like he's got the way of the hurricaneAnd I think I'm fine like I'm in the eye of the hurricaneAnd I'm floating, floatingAnd I don't know when I'm gonna dropHe's got the way, he's got the way
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