Eye Of The Hurricane - David Wilcox

Tank is full, switch is on

Night is warm, cops are gone

Rocket bike is all her own

It’s called a hurricane

She told me once it’s quite a ride

It’s shaped so there’s this place inside

Where if you’re moving you can hide

Safe within the rain

She wants to run away

But there’s nowhere that she can go

Nowhere the pain won’t come again

But she can hide

Hide in the pouring rain

She rides the eye of the hurricane

Tell the truth, explain to me

How you got this need for speed

She laughed and said

It might just be the next best thing to love

Hope is gone and she confessed

When you lay your dream to rest

You can get what’s second best

But it’s hard to get enough

She wants to run away

But there’s nowhere that she can go

Nowhere the pain won’t come again

But she can hide

Hide in the pouring rain

She rides the eye of the hurricane

We saw her ride so fast last night

Racing by a flash of light

Riding quick, the street was dark

A shining truck she thought was parked

It blocked her path, stopped her heart

But not the hurricane

She saw her chance to slip the trap

There was just the room to pass in back

But then it moved, closed the gap

She never felt the pain

She wants to run away

But there’s nowhere that she can go

Nowhere the pain won’t come again

But she can hide

Hide in the pouring rain

She rides the eye of the hurricane

She rides the eye of a hurricane