I must have been born in a dark starry night 'Cause I feel so at home in the wind and the rain My life has been broken like an old window pane I must have been born in a wild hurricane It must have been cold Like these four stony walls 'Cause it's hard as these shackles and chains My life has been broken like an old window pane I must have been born in a wild hurricane For the lost, for the lonely, for those in despair For those whose lives know trouble or grief For those with no faces, for those with no names For those who are born in a wild hurricane It must have been cold Like these four stony walls And it's hard as these shackles and chains My life has been broken like an old window pane I must have been born in a wild hurricane I must have been born in a wild hurricane