Hurricane

I remember morning in your tent

Your hands in my hair

We were not so innocent

The sun rising over a clear blue lake

This feeling inside me, it was something like fate

And you

Move through me

Soft, like a hurricane

And I am on my knees

Wanting you back again

All this fear, but I am brave

I'll stand again

And call your name

Because I remember my first night with you

It was underneath Mars, and a half filled moon

It was late September and it was then I knew

I could spend a lifetime loving you

And you

Move through me

Soft, like a hurricane

And I am on my knees

Wanting you back, again.