Текст John Butler Trio – Hurricanes

Three little words before you hung up the phone
All the feelings will rattle my bones
All the lights went out so I sleep on the floor
And wait for the hurricane to do its thing and blow over, over

Four more hours to San Fransisco
With nothing to do, realizing no matter
How hard you try, you can’t make somebody love you
Telling myself to move on, move on

And girl there’s nothing I can do
To make you feel more, oh
And it takes a storm to know
That you’re not in control, and then you know
That you can’t love her anymore

And girl there’s nothing I can do
To make you feel more, oh
And it takes a storm to know
That you’re not in control, and then you know
That you can’t love her anymore