Here comes a story of a hurricane
And a temper is lost like crying tears in rain
No love is lost or no sweet wisdom gained
So save your tears and save yourself the shame

As we left the house and took a step outside
I could taste in the air a familiar sense of pride
And the wind it blows as you held your head up high
Then I saw the clouds draw storms into yours eyes
Oh Cyclone

He's my man but said: I'm breaking bones
Out in the fire won't leave it alone
It was bad and I was unable to pull him inside

So bring down them bridges, dig up them holes
What's that you got, cause I'll have one of those
Darcy, how could I ever hate you, if I tried?

You on your own
You on your own
Oh, cyclone

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