Baby look ahead the sky's turning red from blue Temperature reads 102 In the calm before the storm that's about to break loose It's a hurricane baby, and I know just what to do I'm gonna board up all the windows when the house creaks and moans Pour a glass of whiskey, sit back and get stoned While the storm rages outside like you woke the devil up on Monday morn I'm trying to ease my mind cause my baby, she's all alone It's been three days now I been locked up inside Thunder's booming crazy and the water runs high I don't care if I can't walk, I'll swim or I'll fly Cause little storming's nothing to a fire that burns inside Electric desire's gonna bust down that door Hurricane winds will sweep her off of the floor To that sea of pillows, dark and surging forever more If our love was like rain then baby, it's gonna pour