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

Hold tight cyclone

Don't need no religion to look for the kingdom come

Gotta feel for the ground, reach for the sky, leap off the edge

To see if you fall or fly if you fall or fly

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

Cyclone, lost in the overtones

Lost in the overtones

Hold tight!