Cyclone

Hold tight, cyclone
Found love in the music but lost in the overtone
Sweat on the brow, blood on the lips
Love for the money and gold at the fingertips
Right at the fingertips

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

Hold tight, cyclone
Need no religion to look for the kingdom come
Kneel 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
I'll open my eyes when it gets bright
I 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 overtone
Sweat on the brow, blood on the lips
Love for the money but gold at the fingertips
At the fingertips

Lost in the overtone, cyclone
Lost in the overtone, cyclone
Lost in the overtone, cyclone
Lost in the overtone, cyclone
Lost in the overtone, cyclone
Lost in the overtone

Hold tight, cyclone