@migu music@

@migu music@

(Kim Carnes/Bill Cuomo)

Warning there's a storm approaching

I see it is moving our way

I can't reach you

The wind hurts my eyes

And we've got to hide

We have got to run

Away from the hurricane

We have go to run

From the island

We have got to run

Away from the hurricane

Hold out your hand

I cannot see you

Warning there's a storm approaching

You, like a bolt of lightning

We were strangers on a train

Thinking that we'd never meet again

We have got to run

Away from the hurricane

We have go to run

From the island

We have got to run

Away from the hurricane

Hold out your hand

I cannot see you

Screaming, is a silent whisper

Find me, I won't let you go now

I can't reach you

The wind hurts my eyes

And we've got to hide

We have got to run

Away from the hurricane

We have go to run

From the island

We have got to run

Away from the hurricane

Hold out your hand

I cannot see you