Transatlantic - The Whirlwind lyrics

(Radio) Of no tomorrow... No tomorrow... No tomorrow... ... Catch your breath as you watch your step Head spinning round as you hit the ground Present tense time is of essence Hold the second hand going round the dial And we got caught in the whirlwind Torn by the storms of our lives We counted - counted on something That never could hold up our lives By chance to see an inner light Your wildest dreams bring a certain fright Doubt arising from the shock It's your head that's back on the block And we got caught in the whirlwind Torn by the storms of our lives And just when we thought we had something It turned into dust in our eyes Out on the sea on a winter's day Looking north over skies are gray There I can see as the winds blow high Do the storms still rage or maybe it's my eyes