AFTER THE HURRICANE
(Evans - Byron)
PAUL EVANS (CARLTON 543, 1962)

Desire was a fire
My teardrops were rain
Your love was wilder than the wind
And twice as hard to tame
My dreams are torn and tattered
But my memories remain
Well, after the hurricane

Your eyes flash like blue lightning
Your lips were thunderbolts
And every time you kissed me
I felt 20.000 volts
But now my heart is shattered
Like a broken window pane
Yeah-yeah, after the hurricane

Ashes to ashes and dust into dust
Boys are just toys
That you play with and bust
Baby I won't rest until I know why
Everything you touch must wither and die
Well, each time I think about you
I tremble and I shake
You used me, you abused me
Then you left in your wake
To you it never mattered
But I'll never be the same
Well, after the hurricane

Mmm, ashes to ashes and dust into dust
Boys are just toys
That you play with and bust
Baby I won't rest until I know why
Everything you touch must wither and die
Well, each time I think about you
I tremble and I shake
You used me, you abused me
Then you left in your wake
To you it never mattered
But I'll never be the same
Well, after the hurricane
Oh yeah... well, after the hurricane
Mmm... well, after the hurricane