Hurricane - Blues Traveler, 3OH!3

Most my life I’ve been trying to find a shelter from the storm

Using all the driftwood from the bridges that I burned

'Til I get thrown into the tempest that extinguishes the drought

And fatally the flames, they flicker and are finally fading out

'Cause young hearts were made to sever

And blood burns for the fever

I let you in

Drink the poison as my medicine

I shield the flame

In the middle of a hurricane

I never learned

Chasing down another storm

I shield the flame

In the middle, middle of a hurricane

Now we’re spinning in a raindance together on a plain

Maybe just to clear away the clouds that remain

I’ve been painted in a corner, left to fight against the troops

But now I know there is no outcome to the ending without you

'Cause young hearts were made to sever

And blood burns for the fever

I let you in

Drink the poison as my medicine

I shield the flame

In the middle of a hurricane

I never learned

Chasing down another storm

I shield the flame

In the middle, middle of a hurricane

In the backseat

Sticking my head out the window

Singing a song that we don’t remember anymore

You had me but I should’ve seen the warning signs

The cold on your hands that probably still hides behind blue eyes

And now I feel like a sheep in sheep’s clothing

In a den of wolves

My heart beats hard like a thunderstorm brewing

Unable to leave your love

I let you in

Drink the poison as my medicine

I shield the flame

In the middle of a hurricane

I never learned

Chasing down another storm

I shield the flame

In the middle, middle of a hurricane