Текст песни Bush - Hurricane
Bush - Hurricane слова песни
skies ripped open by the sun daylight comes but not soon enough speed down your track in search of you strapped to the back of what we do [?!?]over to you to make it work ages have changed [?] i`d rather starve than fake alive lost to the cities of the night lost in the world to make it right [chorus] heart break hreat-break and novocain whoa help the pain i`m out of control i`m a hurricane hitting it hard, i`m broken down i`m out of control, i`m in a hurricane win some ground but lose you it`s never explained how to make it through no rope, no cash no serpentine our love, building on a bonfire [chorus] good to see you follow good to see you come again [chorus] (all these miles of water)