Besedila: Br5-49. After The Hurricane.

After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane

It was not the driving rain
That let our love go down the drain
It was not the howlin' wind
That blew away the hopes I planned

After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane

We were sheltered from the storm
In what we thought was safe and warm
We survived the risin' tide
But there's no place that we can hide

After the hurricane, after the wind and rain

When we lost everything, after the hurricane

Things were scattered, things got tossed
But that's not what we had lost
It's a way of marking time
To fit the reason to the rhyme

After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane

After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane