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Think the clouds are clogging up my brain |
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Like the weather drain same as the tears on my face |
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And I'm stuck up in the storm eye |
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I guess I'll be alright |
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Oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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Oh oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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Then it hits me like |
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Oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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Oh no (uh oh uh oh uh uh oh) |
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And you're that wind that swept me off my feet |
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Got me flying til I'm crying and I'm down on my knees |
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That's what Dorothy was afraid of |
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The sneaky tornado |
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Oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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Oh oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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There's no place like home |
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(Uh oh uh oh) |
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Home (uh oh uh oh uh uh oh) |
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I'm boarding up the windows |
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Locking up my heart |
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It's like every time the wind blows |
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I feel it tearing us apart |
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Every time he smiles |
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I let him in again |
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Everything is fine |
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When you're standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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Here comes the sun, here comes the rain |
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Standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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Here comes the sun, here comes the rain |
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Standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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I'm flopping on my bed like a flying squirrel |
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Like a little girl hurt by the big bad world |
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Yeah, it's twisting up my insides |
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Can't hide it on the outside |
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Oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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Oh oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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Yeah, it hits me like |
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Oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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Oh no (uh oh uh oh uh uh oh) |
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And that's when you hold me, you hold me |
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You tell me that you know me, I'll never be lonely |
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Say we made it through the storm now |
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But I'm still on the look out |
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Oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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Oh oh (uh oh uh oh) |
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The air's getting cold |
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(Uh oh uh oh) |
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Cold |
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I'm boarding up the windows |
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Locking up my heart |
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It's like every time the wind blows |
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I feel it tearing us apart |
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Every time he smiles |
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I let him in again |
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Everything is fine |
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When you're standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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Here comes the sun, here comes the rain |
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Standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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Here comes the sun, here comes the rain |
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Standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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He picks me up like |
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He's got the way of the hurricane |
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And I think I'm fine like |
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I'm in the eye of the hurricane |
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He picks me up like |
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He's got the way of the hurricane |
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And I think I'm fine like |
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I'm in the eye of the hurricane |
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And I'm floating, floating |
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And I don't know when, know when I'm gonna drop |
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He's got the way, he's got the way |
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I'm boarding up the windows |
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Locking up my heart |
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It's like every time the wind blows |
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I feel it tearing us apart |
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Every time he smiles |
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I let him in again |
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Everything is fine |
|
When you're standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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Here comes the sun, here comes the rain |
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Standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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Here comes the sun, here comes the rain |
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Standing in the eye of the hurricane |
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He picks me up like |
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He's got the way of the hurricane |
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And I think I'm fine like |
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I'm in the eye of the hurricane |
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He picks me up like |
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He's got the way of the hurricane |
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And I think I'm fine like |
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I'm in the eye of the hurricane |
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Oooh ooh ooh |
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Oooh ooh ooh |
