| On the day that we left
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| The neighborhood heart skipped a beat
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| Oh the trees folded up and they shook as we drove down the street
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| I said to myself we’re finally getting away
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| When we come back I know that they’ll all look the same
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| Now let’s go to our city
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| And we’ll change over night
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| We won’t think about leaving
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| Oh why would we, it’s too good a time
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| A hurricane hit
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| While we were missing
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| Oh, can anybody tell me where the damage is
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| On the day that we left the phones and the power were down
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| Oh the wind doubled up and it slammed every door in the town
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| You cried and you screamed, you played faith in the war
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| When it was done the magic had left with the storm
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| Oh we moved to our city
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| And we changed over night
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| We won’t think about leaving
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| Now why would we it’s too good a time?
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| A hurricane hit
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| While we were missing
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| Oh can anybody tell me where the damage is?
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| Above our waistlines and beneath my skin
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| Your not afraid to dig those fingernails in
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| We don’t need our childhood
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| I’m so sure now I was there
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| By the time the winds have erased us
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| Oh I may as well have lived here with you if anywhere
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| A hurricane hit
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| While we were missing
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| Oh can anybody tell me where the damage is
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| Above our waistline and beneath my skin
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| Shes not afraid to dig those fingernails in |