Hurricane Songtext
von Robert Jon & The Wreck

She puts down her purse and she takes a seat at the bar
She doesn′t take your phone call
Cause she doesn't care where you are
And timing was never our thing
I wish it was
I wish it was

When she smiles it rains
Hoping that sun don′t come back again
And I'll be the one to ride the storm

My hurricane
My hurricane

She leaves all her love for the strangers she meets at the bar
Her whiskey soaked whispers always seem to fall apart
And timing was never our thing


When she smiles it rains
Hoping that sun don't come back again
I′ll be the one to ride the storm
Behind her eyes I see pain
Like a ship sailing into a hurricane
And I′ll be the one to calm her storm

My hurricane
My hurricane
My hurricane
My hurricane

When she smiles it rains
Hoping that sun don't come back again
I′ll be the one to ride the storm
Behind her eyes I see pain
Like a ship sailing into a hurricane
And I'll be the one to calm her storm

My hurricane
My hurricane
My hurricane
My hurricane

And timing was never our thing
I wish it was