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 this storm eye
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I guess I’ll be alright, oh
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Oh, oh
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Then it hits me like, oh
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Oh, no
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And you’re that wind that swept me off my feet
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Got me flying till 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, oh
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Oh, no
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There’s no place like home, home
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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, I let him in again
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Everything is fine when
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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, oh
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Oh, oh
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Then it hits me like, oh
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Oh, no
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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, oh
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Oh, oh
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The air’s getting cold, 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, I let him in again
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Everything is fine when
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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 he’s got the way of the hurricane
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And I think I’m fine, like I’m in the eye of the hurricane
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He picks me up like he’s got the way of the hurricane
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And I think I’m fine, like 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
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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, I let him in again
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Everything is fine when
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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 he’s got the way of the hurricane
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And I think I’m fine, like I’m in the eye of the hurricane
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He picks me up like he’s got the way of the hurricane
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And I think I’m fine, like I’m in the eye of the hurricane |