Hurricane - America

Sailin' down the coast of Mexico

With a person I loved since long ago

Into a place nobody wants to go

Into a hurricane

Whoa, hurricane

Some’ll be taken

Some’ll remain

Heard people screamin' and the sky was torn

I looked around and the faces were so forlorn

No relief, only scorn

In a hurricane

In a hurricane

Some’ll be taken

Some’ll remain

Hurricane’s just another name

For the torment in a man’s soul

His mind is gone

And he starts to lose control

In a hurricane

Oh, the hurricane

Some’ll be taken

Some’ll remain

How long will the wind blow?

How long will the wind blow?

Everybody talks;

nobody really knows

How long will the wind blow?

How long will the wind blow?

Shoo-ba-ree-ba, shoo-ba-ree-ba

Nobody knows

How long will the wind blow?

How long will the wind blow?

Everybody talks;

nobody really knows

How long will the wind blow?

How long will the wind blow?

Shoo-ba-ree-ba, shoo-ba-ree-ba …