There’s a whirlwind caught in my hair
There’s a hurricane ringing in my ears
My eyes are starting to flood
Your words are painted on
every wall on my mind.

I never wanted to mimic
Nor try to steal your thunder,
I just absorb your lightening outbursts
as if they were soft raindrops
And kiss your looming electricity

But there’s one thing I’ve learned
About all the thunder and lightening,
It doesn’t mean that you’re explosive,
It just means that you give me drive,
To keep you going