Fleeting Circus

Hurricane

Fleeting Circus


I want you
Burning deep and down inside my head
Like a smoking phobia in the air
Even if you act like you don't care

You say
Birds are flying in the Hurricane
Even though you know it's just the same
Going on and on and on again

Trust be fine
And let it spin the night
We are flying high
Burns inside
This hurricane of mine
Keeps me alive

I want you
Burning deep and down inside my head
Like a smoking phobia in the air
Even if you act like you don't care

Trust be fine
And let it spin the night
We are flying high
Burns inside
This hurricane of mine
Keeps me alive