Hurricane

Ripping wind is wild against my face my hair is turning into crazy knots I’m laying in sheer black air on a red velvet couch Thinking madly of you & you & you roses & the moon I see a silver tree & I fill in the leaves on a Sunday evening I slipped out silently like I suffered leaving only a note And the phone hasn’t rung all week Come stand in the eye of my hurricane Come hear me whisper in the eye of my hurricane Play like a kitten in the eye of my hurricane All it takes is a dream to awaken from your slumber Build me a house in your kiss Yes I believe in love What a silly silly girl what can I be thinking of what a silly shocking girl