Cyclone

Hold tight cyclone
Found love in the music but lost in the overtones
Sweat on the brow, blood on the lips
Love for the money
And gold at the fingertips
At the fingertips

Hold tight cyclone
A fool to continue but love keeps me holding on
And it feels good real slow
I love you to hurt but pain makes me let you go
Makes me let you go

I wait for the day to burn into night
And then I wait for dawn
And I open my eyes when it gets bright
And know I must be home
I know I must be home
I know I must be home

Hold tight cyclone
Found love in the music but lost in the overtones
Sweat on the brow, blood on the lips
Love for the money
And gold at the fingertips
At the fingertips

Cyclone — lost in the overtones
Cyclone — lost in the overtones