John Butler - Hurricanes lyrics

Three little words before you hung up the phone All the feelings will rattle my bones All the lights went out so I sleep on the floor And wait for the hurricane to do its thing and blow over, over Four more hours to San Fransisco With nothing to do, realizing no matter How hard you try, you can’t make somebody love you Telling myself to move on, move on And girl there’s nothing I can do To make you feel more, oh And it takes a storm to know That you’re not in control, and then you know That you can’t love her anymore And girl there’s nothing I can do To make you feel more, oh And it takes a storm to know That you’re not in control, and then you know That you can’t love her anymore