My heart stopped
synced to the dial tone
I knew I'd never hear your voice again
And suddenly I couldn't breath
as if a plastic bag was hung over my head
The world will end in a thunderstorm
brought on by the wind
and followed by a hurricane
The night is growing colder
as the clouds complete the sky
Those words played back
a broken record in my head
You said everything would be okay
But the walls were closing in
as if the world was tightening its grip
The world will end in a thunderstorm
brought on by the wind
and followed by a hurricane
The night is growing colder
as the clouds complete the sky
Please don't let this feeling be the last
I can't hold on to such a thought
And please keep close to my heart
It's outside in the back
sitting on the swing
and the storm is coming.