I knew when she flew in she wouldn't stay
Every now and then God makes one that-a-way
The red-haired, wild-child, with storms in her eyes. I knew I'd never be the same
That's the thing about a hurricane, she's all lightnin' and wind and rain
Get's you close and you're swept away. better hold on till it breaks
Caues it's a hell of a ride, if you can just survive the pain
That's the thing about a hurricane
She said she was a runnin' from her past
Now even in blue skies, there ain't no forgettin
Is it any wonder they name em after women