Tytuł: Hurricane

• Wykonawca: Bush
• Wyświetleń: 310

skies ripped open by the sun
  daylight comes but not soon enough
  speed down your track in search of you
  strapped to the back of what we do
  
  ??
  over to you to make it work
  
  ages have changed ?
  i'd rather starve than fake alive
  lost to the cities of the night
  lost in the world to make it right
  
  [chorus]
  heart
  break
  hreat-break and novocain
  whoa help the pain
  i'm out of control
  i'm a hurricane
  hitting it hard, i'm broken down
  i'm out of control, i'm in a hurricane
  
  win some ground but lose you
  it's never explained how to make it through
  no rope, no cash no serpentine
  our love, building on a bonfire
  
  [chorus]
  
  good to see you follow
  good to see you come again
  
  [chorus]
  
  (all these miles of water)