Your bold ideas and precious dreams
Such fragile things
Like butterfly wings in the rain
Now here comes that hurricane...
In my brain
Your flattery
Those pretty words
They fly past me like little birds
Into my window... pane
Burst into flames
Call out their names
If you feel their pain
Then one day I hope and pray
The sun will shine on all of us
We'll discuss and redefine
These borderlines
Of trust
But you don't know
How I feel
Some wounds don't show
Or heal
But they're real
Like tears in the rain
Here comes the hurricane...
(Again)
Here comes the hurricane...
Again