Eye of the Storm
When you gonna come back home?
When you gonna come back home?
I'm sick of talking on the phone,
Why don't you answer my calls?
It's so lonely, in the eye, of the storm.
When you gonna come back home?
When you gonna come back home?
You're sleeping on the spare room floor,
I'll eat chicken with the boys.
It's so lonely, in the eye, of the storm.
Caught up in the eye of, the storm,
I don't wanna do this, no more.
Caught up in the eye of, the storm,
I don't wanna do this, no more.
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
When you gonna come back home?
When you gonna leave me alone?
I've given it all my love,
waiting for you to arrive,
It's so lonely, when youre arms, made of stone.
Caught up in the eye of, the storm,
I don't wanna do this, no more.
Caught up in the eye of, the storm,
I don't wanna do this, no more.
I can be the one the who holds you down,
to help you breathe.
I can be the one who breaks your heart,
to set you free.
I can be the dry desert plain, where you're waiting for the rain,
wondering how long.
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
When you gonna come back home?
I'm sick of talking on the phone,
Why don't you answer my calls?
It's so lonely, in the eye, of the storm.
When you gonna come back home?
When you gonna come back home?
You're sleeping on the spare room floor,
I'll eat chicken with the boys.
It's so lonely, in the eye, of the storm.
Caught up in the eye of, the storm,
I don't wanna do this, no more.
Caught up in the eye of, the storm,
I don't wanna do this, no more.
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
When you gonna come back home?
When you gonna leave me alone?
I've given it all my love,
waiting for you to arrive,
It's so lonely, when youre arms, made of stone.
Caught up in the eye of, the storm,
I don't wanna do this, no more.
Caught up in the eye of, the storm,
I don't wanna do this, no more.
I can be the one the who holds you down,
to help you breathe.
I can be the one who breaks your heart,
to set you free.
I can be the dry desert plain, where you're waiting for the rain,
wondering how long.
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
How you gonna get back?
(wooh, wooh wooh)
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Beard, Luke Anthony Caruana, Kenneth James Allars, Alex Steven Dumbrell
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