Hurricane Lyrics

Send out the morning birds
To sing of the damage
Now that the calm's returned
I know I can't manageYou're standing in my doorway
Though he's asleep in my bed
The steady murmur
Always in my headYou're the finest thing that I've done
The hurricane I'll never outrun
I could wait around for the dust to still
But I don't believe that it ever willAnd since the roof fell in
I'll lean on what matters
Caught in the slightest wind
Everything else unravelsYou're standing in my doorway
Seven cities ago
The days are racing
But you come back too slowYou're the finest thing that I've done
The hurricane I'll never outrun
I could wait around for the dust to still

But I don't believe that it ever willYou're the finest thing that I've done
The hurricane I'll never outrun
I could wait around for the dust to still
But I don't believe that it ever will
But I don't believe that it ever will