David Wilcox (US) - Eye of the hurricane

^DTank is full switch is on ^BmNight is warm cops are gone ^GRocket bike is all her own ^AIt's called a hurricane ^DShe told me once it's quite a ride ^BmIt's shaped so there's this place inside ^GWhere if you're moving you can hide ^ASafe within the rain ^GShe wants to ^F#mrun away ^ABut there's nowhere that s^Dhe can go ^GNowhere the ^F#mpain won't come ^Emagain ^GBut she can ^F#mhide ^AHide in the pouring ^Drain ^GShe rides the ^Aeye of the hurri^Dcane ^{G A D}Tell the truth, explain to me ^BmHow you got this need for speed ^GShe laughed and said it might just be ^AThe next best thing to love ^DHope is gone and she confessed ^BmWhen you lay your dream to rest ^GYou can get what's second best ^ABut it's hard to get enough ^GShe wants to ^F#mrun away ^ABut there's nowhere that s^Dhe can go ^GNowhere the ^F#mpain won't come ^Emagain ^GBut she can ^F#mhide ^AHide in the pouring ^Drain ^GShe rides the ^Aeye of the hurri^Dcane ^{G A Bm}We saw her ^Aride so f^Gast last night ^BmRacing ^Aby a ^Gflash of lig^Aht ^DRiding quick the street was dark ^BmA shining truck she thought was parked ^GIt blocked her path stopped her heart ^ABut not the hurricane ^DShe saw her chance to slip the trap ^BmThere was just the room to pass in back ^GBut then it moved, closed the gap ^AShe never felt the pain ^GShe wants to ^F#mrun away ^ABut there's nowhere that s^Dhe can go ^GNowhere the ^F#mpain won't come ^Emagain ^GBut she can ^F#mhide ^AHide in the pouring ^Drain ^GShe rides the ^Aeye of the hurri^Dcane ^{G A G}She rides the ^Aeye of a hurric^Dane