Storm Is Brewing

The storm is brewing on the lonely sea
So take your shoes off, sit down here on my knee
I'm gonna tell you all about my wife
I beg you listen because it's wrecking my life

It all started just a few nights ago
We'd been listening to the radio
She didn't feel well and so we both went to bed
I felt her eyes burn holes in the back of my head

Just after midnight by the light of the moon
I hear her calling, she was in the next room
I got to help her, I'd put too much in the wine
Dizzy tears rushing down my spine

And then I woke up, the light was hurting my eyes
I called the doctor, told him a pack of lies
He called the preacher who knew I'd pay the toll
I feel her eyes burn deep in the part of my soul

I read the will out, four hundred thousand grand
The money's burning a hole in my hand
Now every night time I feel her looking at me
The storm is brewing and I wanna be free

You know I wanna be free
You know I wanna be free
I only wanna be free, yeah
The storm is brewing