We're finally learning to fight We take to it well 'Til we are pure potential Imaginal cells You always were a wild one You like to bend the rules But baby when the time comes I might surprise you too
You laugh like nothing can touch you The skies might open above you And when the rain pours Down and the wind whips high This love is a hurricane You are the eye You are the eye
I can't make a connection You don't trust it to hold So we cling to each other Through the battering storm Pain passes but slowly And pleasure gone too soon A copper manzanita We have to burn to bloom
You laugh like nothing can touch you The skies might open above you And when the rain pours Down and the wind whips high This love is a hurricane You are the eye I'll stop telling you what you want to hear Stop waiting for me to arrive We keep ripping apart the atmosphere But the change is what keeps us alive
You laugh like nothing can touch you The skies might open above you And when the rain pours down And the wind whips high This love is a hurricane You are the eye
Compositor: Glen Richard Phillips (Glen Phillips) ECAD: Obra #9124370